100 metre dash

Everyone at one point or another has had to make a mad dash to catch a bus, make it to an appointment, catch a cab, make it the bathroom before you soil yourself. In my opinion if you’re running you’re probably geared with remotely proper shoes to do this. At the very least you’re wearing flat enough shoes so you’re not putting yourself in the awkward situation of bailing in public and fear injuring or making a complete fool of yourself. That being said, I imagine there are a few “daredevils” in the world that could care less what they’re wearing or if they injure themselves for that matter. Following my daily path of walking over the Southwark Bridge on my way to the Tube station after work you get a wide range of travelers. Those in their work digs finishing a solid day of work, those on their bikes making the trek home, runners trying to get in a bit of exercise before they eat their greasy Fish ‘n Chips…..and then you’ve got a few gems who don’t fall into any category and leave your confused and holding your breath. I had a couple of joggers putt past at a fairly leisurely pace, and I’ve got to admire these folks. At the same time I hear the familiar sound of Londoners high heels coming up behind. Oddly though, it wasn’t the normal rhythm of a walk. It was of a machine gun. This lady came tearing by me like she was going out of style. This lady was running like she was trying to break the 100m dash world record and all the while wearing high heel boots. Not only that, but she maneuvered around the runner ahead of me who was geared up in proper running shoes.

My question to all you females out there who wear high heel shoes.... how on earth are you able to bust out into a fully fledged run with shoes where the heel is balancing on little more than a half inch of surface area. I’m fairly certain there are physics rules that are being broken here. I have a feeling that Newton is turning in his grave.