Slippery Business: How a Pair of Platform Sandals Could Have Saved My Life… and Honor

Two men stood in less than a foot of water, leading an aerobics session to a pool full of boozy tourists. I was one of them. I waved my arms above my head, careful not to lose any of the beer out of the can in my hand. I tried to focus on the two turquoise polos moving in unison in front of me, but alas, I had to pee for about the 80th time that morning.

I was feeling hungover and sore after having been on a resort in Cancún for a wedding for nearly a week. The night before had been the…