So either I'm super hard core, or a glutton for punishment. Not sure which. In any case, I woke up bright and early on Monday. What? No work today! But I had a plan. That plan was to walk 7 miles and then make it to hot yoga. Well I accomplished the 7 miles, but I missed hot yoga (by about 10 minutes, but I think the extra couple of snooze button pushes was worth it).
For a holiday, there were a decent amount of people on the trail. And I'm happy to say I passed at least 3 people. I'm not super competitive (really, I'm not) except with myself. But I do set goals for myself, like reeling in the person in front of me.
My knee felt fine - a twinge here and there, but nothing extraordinary. Yahoo! I did notice I had a slight weird feeling on the top of my foot, but I didn't think too much of it as it would come and go. I got back to my car and looked down. Blood! Not a lot, but I had bled through my sock and shoe. Turns out my shoe was apparently aggravating the top of one of my toes. I know I've worn these shoes before. But maybe not for long distances? Maybe these are short distance shoes? Or, maybe these are gym shoes only. They are being retired from long distances.
You might have to look really, really, really close as it is an infinitesimal amount of blood. But it is there! :) My first real "war" story from walking.
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Hooray! I think blood officially makes us hard core ... right? That's my story - and I'm sticking to it!
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