Oh, My Aching Feet

If you know me well, or sadly, run with me, then you know I ALWAYS have feet issues. Blisters, arthritis, old running shoes, whatever. Maybe it's just excuses to stop and walk. I'm also a klutz. Really. Yesterday I stubbed my little piggy and about ripped it off my foot. After icing it and wearing socks all day, I looked at it last night. The whole thing is swollen and black and blue. Lovely! The moral of the story is don't walk around walls when you are in the middle of a power struggle with your youngest child--the focus required just isn't there.