These weren’t just any old socks, these were knee-high and white compression socks. Coupled with little, black running shorts, I swear I looked a treat! There is a fine line between “cute” and “geeky” – I’m pretty certain I crossed it! I avoided looking in the mirror before I left – there are some things I’d rather not know. These socks eased me into my post-injury return to running. Two months of sporadic, painful, rare runs have left me a little twitchy – to the point that I was prepared to sacrifice style in the interest of getting back out there. One sock has a little ‘r’ on it, the other an ‘l’ – if I put them on the wrong feet, would my compression be out of whack?
They didn’t help me to run any faster (maybe they will once I’m confident my injury has healed – but I guess that in itself will make me faster – we’ll never know!). But, they did seem to give some extra support – so much so that I put them back on to help with the post-run recovery. Yes, I did the housework in this stylish attire! The good news is that I don’t hurt today. I will try them again tomorrow….when I’m out for a run, not out for lunch. The most noticeable difference was how warm my feet were – I’m pretty certain I’ll have to give them up and return to my totally cute ankle socks for the hot, summer months (if the sun ever gets here!).
A link to some compression sock info in case you’re wondering what on earth I’m talking about:
And a photo of my left sock! Taken by myself so you’re not treated to the impact of the overall effect:
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