marie & i went for a nice forty-minute walk at lunch. t’was great, actually. of course, i was wearing my new shoes which haven’t been fully broken in yet. now i’m afraid to get up ’cause i just know the tops of my toes are rubbed raw. i think it’ll be a sandals day tomorrow.
i just wish my head would stop hurting.
Yum… imagining raw toes in sandals is a pretty picture… I’d wear tennis shoes that are slightly large with wool socks and bandages (not band-aids) on them.
I speak from experience…
I broke in a new pair of combat boots on a 27 mile march when I was in the Marines. That was the height of stupidity…