Outdoors shops are funny places, partly because the clothes come up really, really small. And you never expect it! Even when I was really quite thin, I always felt like a complete monster whenever I went into one of these places – it would be a sea of pink and purple base layers and fleeces, all size 10 and 12 (with the occasional 8). Finding a 14 was often tricky, which made 22 year old me feel reasonably terrible.
However, they do have some nice, sturdy shoes. My husband has been moaning about my lovely, brightly coloured Nike Flyknit trainers. He says that they are unsupportive and my right ankle rolls in them. To be fair, the second part of this is probably true. So he bought me these.
They’re a bit different from what I usually wear but they did keep my feet dry yesterday. And they do feel quite supportive when I run for the bus.