Barefoot Joy Day
Last Night, Barefoot Joy Day, early in the evening as I wheeled my bike across the street, I overheard a conversation between 4 people along the lines of “…that guy has no shoes…” I had just finished a meal at a delicious Mediterranean restaurant, which I frequent. Two of my favorite aspects of it are
delicious and inexpensive
very barefoot friendly!
My feet get a photo-op but in general, why is it that the female gender is more in touch with going bare than the male
Well not necessarily in that order. In fact I don’t think I have ever gone there in footwear. I sat at one of the outdoor tables facing the street. A couple sat at the table next to me, the man wearing dress shoes and socks. The woman had her shoes completely off and was barefoot the entire time.
It was nice to see that she had not put her feet back into her shoes at all until the end of the meal. It is often rare to see that with men for some reason. In the meantime, today is Thursday and since early Tuesday morning I have not worn anything whatsoever on my feet other than a toe ring.
I’ve been traveling lighter since I ride my bike so I take no footwear with me whatsoever. With careful planning, it has been very easy. Adding to the pleasure are all the bike lanes that have been added to Brooklyn and Manhattan over the past few years.
From riding over the bridge, to taking breaks at the parks, running into different WiFi places to check my email, and grabbing meals, as well as attending meetings, it has been a joyful barefoot week! The thing that makes it more fun is the interaction with others, both barefoot and shod alike.
One one occasion, I was on my way, Tuesday afternoon to a meeting at the World Financial Center in the Winter Garden, a huge atrium with tables and places to eat and listen to music. I have successfully gone in there several times barefoot. However, riding into Manhattan, I realized I left the keys to my bike lock in Brooklyn.
I could not leave the bike with me anywhere, and though the designated area outside the WAC, allowed no bikes, I wanted to check with the guard if I could find any safe place to put the bike.
Like most rob-cops who in addition wear the shoe-police badge, she promptly told me to call my associates and tell them to meet me elsewhere. “And you are not allowed in here like that…” she added pointing to my bare feet.
I think this actually worked out to my advantage since I could explain to my associates that I could not leave the bike unattended and we had a wonderful time brainstorming outside.
I have had so much fun not having any footwear with me (including my bare sole sandals which really are not footwear since my soles completely touch the ground when I wear them) that if an establishment refuses to let me in, I’ll just go somewhere else.
Though yesterday was Barefoot Joy Day, I did not see a lot of people going barefoot other than in the park to sit out in the sun. When I overheard the people at the beginning of the post comment on my not having shoes, I turned around and smiled.
One of the women, wearing jeans and sneakers remarked, “We were noticing that you had no shoes with you. What’s up with that?”
“Don’t you know,” I responded, “it’s barefoot joy day?” She had a friend with her who was wearing sandals. She promptly removed them and started walking around the immediate vicinity barefoot for about a minute before putting them back on. The girl who had asked me the question slipped her socked feet slightly out of her sneakers, still leaving them mostly in.
We were all laughing and I told the group, “actually every day is barefoot joy day for me.” They were fascinated as I told them the health benefits of going barefoot, about how humans from childhood are generally conditioned to go in shoes to the point that the sole of the foot cannot resist anything more textured than a plush carpet.
As I was leaving, it dawned on me that the girl had only removed her shoes after hearing it was Barefoot Joy Day, but before then was inquiring why I was barefoot. It seems like a person will only do something which they consider out of the ordinary if they hear that the occasion calls for it.
Even more so, going barefoot is so natural, that we should be accustomed to going barefoot on a normal basis without the need of an occasion or person to tell you to go barefoot.