Naturally, if I sit down, or whatever, my feet turn inwards. I have to notice this and correct it.
As far as I know it’s never done me any damage, but I’ve always been told not to do with it.
Anyone else with an intoe? Has it affected you at all?
Naturally, if I sit down, or whatever, my feet turn inwards. I have to notice this and correct it.
As far as I know it’s never done me any damage, but I’ve always been told not to do with it.
Anyone else with an intoe? Has it affected you at all?
My daughter had severe intoeing; she had to have casts put on her feet when she was a baby, then wore straight-last shoes for a while.
Since her problem was more or less fixed she doesn’t have any effects.
Do you?
yes
Yes it has caused problems for me.
Mom?
I was very pigeon-toed, I have a couple cousins that had to have the tendon release procedure done for clubfoot.
It has caused me a fair amount of trouble when combined with my current feet issues of calcium pyrophosphade deposition as the damned crystals are depositing in my feet. I sleep on my sides and stomach, and I cant stretch my feet out flat, I use a small diameter bolster under my ankles so I can let my ankle bend normally [otherwise i sleep all the way at the foot of the bed and let my feet hang off the edge.]
Yes, me too.
So far it doesn’t seem to have done any actual damage. However, as I’m passionate about Tango dancing it does affect me, as it just doesn’t look good and my teacher is constantly correcting me. Since I’ve been this way since I was a little girl, it is extremely hard to change it now. Nonetheless, tango has done more good than lots of fysiotherapy when I was young. It’s that crucial motivation factor which causes me to notice and correct even when I’m not dancing because I really want to change.
I had it as a kid; my mom says as a toddler apparently I’d sometimes trip over the foot that was pointed in so far that it looked like it was nearly 90 degrees from where it should have been. All I remember about it was that we had to go to a nearby town to a shoe store where they would put orthopedic inserts into certain shoe styles, and that I was stuck wearing these shoes most of the time when I was in shoes, rather than getting to wear “gym shoes” around school like most kids. (I could wear those for gym class, just not as my regular school-day shoes.) I seem to remember not needing inserts any longer by maybe mid-grade school.
Substitute ballroom for tango and this is me. What eventually made a huge difference (and probably saved me hundreds if not thousands of dollars in private lessons spent telling me to stop turning in my feet) was going to a good athletic shoe store where they analyze your walk and figure out appropriate shoes for you. It turns out that I have very high arches and was a massive overpronator. Getting shoes designed to deal with this and wearing them daily for my day-to-day activities pretty much fixed the problem - my ankles got used to being in the correct alignment and were able to maintain it even when I was in my dance shoes.
I was pretty pigeon toed as a kid. I had to wear a brace (this was the early '70s) that consisted of a belt around my waist, bars down the outside of my leg (hinged at the knee) and an attached leather shoe. I HATED it.
I’m not sure how long I wore it but at least through three different sizes of shoes (black and white saddle shoes – thanks Mom). At least I got to wear it under pants. I was definitely out of it by Kindergarten and I wore dresses for the next three years.
My cousin was also in the same boat but she wore a brace only at night. It was a pair of shoes attached to a bar that forced her feet into a duck-footed position.
35 years later, I’m still just slightly pigeon toed but you’d never be able to tell unless you saw me sleeping on my stomach, my feet always turn in.
Yup, my mom blames it on me being a big baby in a little womb. When I walked I would step on one foot with the other, and I sorta fell down a lot. I had to wear the hard, weighted shoes until I was around 4 years old, and sleep with those shoes on and clamped to a straight bar that turned my feet directly out. That HURT, and there was no way to be comfortable at all. I wonder now if they gave me insomnia as a child. I assume it was intended to stretch the tendons of my legs, but I think about it now as tantamount to child abuse.
My issue wasn’t with my feet or ankles, I have tibial torsion and my legs turn inward from the knee. My tibias are attached at the top further around the front of my knee - it’s sorta hard to explain without seeing.
My mother enrolled me in ballet classes when I was about 3 with a strict Russian-trained lady who had a stick. I learned fast to keep my feet turned out and learned to walk all over again, and by the time I entered Kindergarten I was walking normally with no more need for braces of special shoes. I still walk normally, and my resting leg position is only slightly turned inward, though when standing straight it’s visually clear I have crooked legs. I credit the years of dance lessons and training myself to turn out subconsciously with every step as what’s saved me from falling on my face more often.