Dear Foot

Getting to the heart of the matter

After a six-month long foot injury, founder Lyssa Myska Allen wrote the following letter.

Dear Foot,

I don’t need you.

You needle me with pain every step. I get supposed relief when I wear high heels but it’s creating longer term problems because it’s ignoring the real issue at hand—confidence, standing up for myself, leadership. I use you as an excuse to get out of what I don’t want to do, but ignore you when I do want to do things. I moved here for the beach, you let me play on the beach. I wanted the friends of CrossFit without having to do the work, you let me do that. But guess what, foot? I can do that without you. I get to do what I want, be what I want. I can play on the beach or NOT play on the beach, because I get to decide. I can work out or yoga or NOT do any of those things, and I get to, because I get what I want. Foot, I don’t need you to protect me. I don’t need you to create excuses for me. I don’t need you to hide behind who I truly am. Foot, I need you to stand on. I need you to walk forward. Foot, I need you to support me, not make me weaker.

Thank you, foot, for being what you had to, but we’re done with that role. Now, you can be a foot again.



ImageSome rights reserved by FlackJacket2010

Category: Body


Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

%d bloggers like this: