When my mother tried to put on my first pair of shoes I curled my toes and refused to co-operate.  After a great deal of effort she accomplished the task and I was shod.  From what I was told I only would look at my shod food and with a bellowing cry indicated that I wanted the shoes off!  I am now 77 and have always felt the same way as I did as an infant.  I can keep these shoes on all day and am not even aware that they are on my feet.  I really do love these shoes and I may never need to run barefoot again.