Did you ever notice this?
The music stops, signaling that the dancing has ended and the wedding will soon come to a close. Glance around the women's side, and you see the kallah's friends, limping around the room, nursing their injured feet. You might nod your head in sympathy, telling yourself that it makes sense. After all, these girls had really been mehudar the mitzvah of being mesameach the kallah. They danced all night, for all they were worth.
But then it hits you. From the other side of the mechitza, there is joyous singing and dancing. First, you start to think that they simply didn't notice that the music has ceased. But you reason that they most likely DID notice, and that they are simply enjoying themselves.
Strange contrasts, huh?
"The boys must have superior stamina" you conclude.
But deep inside, you know this doesn't ring true. Women are the ones who stand on their feet cooking, cleaning and sorting laundry. Women are the ones who manage to bathe a kid, mop the kitchen floor, mediate a fight between two toddlers, and bake a cake all at the same time. It's women who stay up half the night with a screaming baby, and then get up and go to work for eight hours.
So the answer can't be in the difference between men and women. What is it then?
No. That's not a diversionary tactic. Look down, and you have your answer. Look at the shoes worn by men, as opposed to the torture devices that women wear under the guise of shoes.
And it all becomes clear. While the women have endured self inflicted torture for the last few hours, the men have merely danced. And so the man are more than happy to keep dancing but the women can barely limp to their cars and swerve home.
And so I ask you, women, why do you do it? Have you ever tried attending a chasunah with round-toed-flats? I have. Trust me, it's a different experience. And it's your chance to prove, for once and for all, that women really are more resilient than men are.