Tenderfoot Waddler
Jun. 6th, 2005 05:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
waitingmanMy feet hurt...
Actually, my feet hurt a fair bit. They were tender as hell on Saturday morning, following the resumption of looong walks after work last week - fitness, for the purpose of... And today, I wandered into an Italian shoe shop, new boots for the purchase of. Found a nice pair - & some boots - for a paltry sum & wore them out of the shop, to wear them in... so to speak. Are you with me so far?
After about half an hour of walking around, both my heels began to complain. Unfortunately, they complained when I was a long way from the car, so the walk back to it probably didn't do 'em much good. And so, tonight... blister on one heel, angry red mark on the other & no looong walk tonight - fitness, for the purpose of. Which kind of stuffs up the regime, given that the rest of the week threatens to fill pretty quickly - tomorrow & Friday nights are already gone.
I've given up on the whole recluse idea... life gets in the way, so let it. I'm trying to master the art of complete self-effacement & the ability to vanish within a crowd.
Monday is curry cooking night... is everybody happy? The folks upstairs probably won't be... philistines.
Actually, my feet hurt a fair bit. They were tender as hell on Saturday morning, following the resumption of looong walks after work last week - fitness, for the purpose of... And today, I wandered into an Italian shoe shop, new boots for the purchase of. Found a nice pair - & some boots - for a paltry sum & wore them out of the shop, to wear them in... so to speak. Are you with me so far?
After about half an hour of walking around, both my heels began to complain. Unfortunately, they complained when I was a long way from the car, so the walk back to it probably didn't do 'em much good. And so, tonight... blister on one heel, angry red mark on the other & no looong walk tonight - fitness, for the purpose of. Which kind of stuffs up the regime, given that the rest of the week threatens to fill pretty quickly - tomorrow & Friday nights are already gone.
I've given up on the whole recluse idea... life gets in the way, so let it. I'm trying to master the art of complete self-effacement & the ability to vanish within a crowd.
Monday is curry cooking night... is everybody happy? The folks upstairs probably won't be... philistines.
