Last week, while getting a pedicure, my nail technician casually remarked that I had flat feet. At first, I didn’t quite understand what she meant because most of the people around me seemed to have feet shaped like mine. But then she removed her own shoe and pointed to the distinct arch at the centre of her foot. I didn’t have such an arch.
“You know you can’t become the next Kipchoge or even join the army with flat feet?” she continued before advising me to seek medical intervention to fix my flat feet.
