Yesterday I went for an impromptu long walk with my grandson. It was a beautiful autumn day. The sky was clear blue, the sun shining brightly, and it was unusually warm.
The time and distance passed easily as we talked, laughed and listened to our iPods. At some point toward the end of the walk, my body told my brain, “Your feet hurt.” It was at that moment I remembered I did not have on my beloved Nikes. I had my slide on red rubber clogs that are definitely not designed for long distance walks.
I did not realize the damage I had done until later that night when I got out of my rocking chair. As I started to walk I heard and felt, retrospectively — crunch, ouch, squish — as the blisters on my heels popped. The ones on the balls of my feet haven’t yet. Major grossness.
I am now sitting here with my feet propped up, the bottoms covered with Neosporin© and pain medication consoling my body.
I learned a valuable life lesson that boots may be made for walking, but, red rubber clogs are not. I anticipate my pedometer won’t register many steps today as I prance around on my tiptoes like a ballerina on crack.
Today I am thankful for ..
- A sense of humor
- The view from my chair
- My autumn holiday decorations are out
- Wii Fit age of 37
Wishing you joy in the sunshine where ever you may be.
affectionately yours, Laura