I've been wearing flats all the time of late. I gave up on the whole "supportive shoe" initiative a while back but continued to wear flats as a sort of compromise. A compromise with myself, I guess: "Lily, if you wear flats, maybe that pulsing pain from foot to hip and ensuing grandma hobble will go away."
Anyway, not the point. The point is this: screw flats. I started wearing heels again once last week and again today and, while there is a bit of a throbbing in the aforementioned ankle, being taller than pretty much everyone is a decent trade. I'm going to consider the pain a sign that I'm manning up in the ankle region, as opposed to fucking up in the life region.