10 years of pain

I’m a man. So the thought of anyone touching my feet makes me uneasy. I cringe at the thought of getting a pedicure or a foot massage. Even going to a podiatrist is a no-go.

That being said, I should’ve gone to a foot specialist years ago to help with a situation that I have had for the past 10 years.

When I met my wife Susan in September of 2009, it was as a food runner at the U.S. Open in Flushing, N.Y. That particular gig was extremely hard on my feet. This event featured more walking and running than I was used to in uncomfortable, non-slip restaurant shoes. I developed an extremely...