i was walking (bf) through a nice park the other day. i always thought it was a nice place, it had a botanical gardens and a horse stable and all this stuff, definately not a place where i thought people were going to shoot up. i was walking around and i noticed that i was standing a few inches from a syringe. i highly doubt it was for a diabetic. i don't think im going to bf there anymore. i'll be sure to bring my shoes next time. anyone have similar experience? and what did you do?
No similar experience, but, damn. That is crap. I would be pretty pissed if I found something like that in my park.
once at the beach i stepped barefoot on an empty methadone jar but no, no needles. a friend of friends was so unlucky to be stung in the foot by a syringe needle in a similar circumstance. again no, she didnt die nor she took any illness.
Just yesterday I was stabbed by a rusty barbed fishing spear. My housemate was cleaning out the shed and put it, along with a pile of other hazardous things, right in the middle of my walking path.
That terrible, I use to love to walk through the local park, and often would do it barefoot, but with all of the drugs that are now common, I guess we need to be more careful.
i sorry you encountered a needle in your park. that really sucks. do not let this bad experience discourage you from barefooting. as you become a frequent barefooter you will learn to always view an area prior to walking in it.
When I was about 10 I walked on a huge rusty nail - I'm talking about 10cm. God, that hurt :S I was even wearing trainers then
it was VERY hot. i didnt know just how scorching the sidewalk was-about a half hr. into my bf journey, i couldnt walk anymore-i had blisters COVERING both feet:/. my sandals felt like they were made of fire, and the sidewalk was a billion times worse. i just stood there close to tears lol. thats the worst bf experience ive had, haha. it took weeks for the blisters to go away lol.
Hmm... never had anything like that happen to me barefoot. Oddly enough though, I ended up with a nail in my foot many years ago, while I had shoes on. I didn't even notice until someone told me...
Funny, a few years ago I went bf at a park. I was with my best friend, who was shod, and as we arrived at the park, he commented to me, "I'd be worried about stepping on a syringe or something..." I laughed and said, "Now that's just paranoia." It wasn't even a "bad" park, and while I thought it was possible, it was definitely unlikely. However, your encounter does really suck and obviously I'd be very aware if I went to the same park bf again. Just don't let this deter you from barefooting elsewhere. I found that after the first few months of barefooting that my brain had already trained my eyes to carefully watch where I step. It becomes a natural thing, just like learning any new physical activity. I do a lot of walking/hiking on very rough desert terrain. I find that my eyes are repeatedly doing split second scans of the ground in front of me for about 20 or 30 feet or so. It's not really a conscious thing, it just becomes natural. Actually, I've found that here, deep sand can often hold lots of unexpected nasty obstacles. Often the trails I walk are lined with cacti, and I once stepped on a large (2") piece of Cholla cactus that was buried beneath the sand, completely hidden. Fortunately it went into my instep so only about a dozen thorns poked slightly in. I yanked it out, rested a minute, then went on my way. Here in the desert, if I stopped for every thorn I encounter, I'd never get anywhere.
Never stepped on a syringe. But I do bf in the garden sometimes and briars can mean a bad day. I like to mow bf. I know everyone says that you should wear shoes but the new mown grass feels good and even if I were to were shoes and the mower got a hold of a foot I don't think shoes would be much help. Peace be with you!!!
years ago at the shooting range a 3-inch nail in a wood board on the target line pierced the bottom of my boot. if i was barefoot i should have been more cautious, but in those times i was unlikely to barefoot.
Only the occasional long thorn. Most of these lay flat, and don't go in very far, so I can pull them out. But once in a very great while I step down on a thorn that's just below the leaf or grass litter surface, pointing up! and I can't see it, and I confidently put all my weight down in it, and it gets driven into the ball of my foot, and breaks off. I have to put up with a couple weeks of "favoring" the foot that has this. It does go away. I'm not sure it it breaks surface and is washed away, or if my system softens it and "absorbs" it. Fortunately I usually know where this will happen. Beds of native roses, or areas where quince was recently pruned (usually by me)
