Please, don't hate me but I need a day of rest. I got up this morning with every intention of getting out to the lake and going my two miles and my body just said,"No. Frakking. Way!" I feel beat to shit, my feet are hurting me and I am just bone tired. A part of me is relieved; I honestly believe that I need a rest day but the other part of me is telling me that I am a slacker and to get my lazy ass out there. I actually still want to go.
For once, I am listening to the first part. lol
I know that I could most likely power through this and do it but hey, even elite athletes take a rest day, now and then. Why shouldn't a fat old broad who just walks on trails? lol
Sherry, I do think that the burning is from friction. My socks are cheap and thin and my walking shoes are very old and pretty well worn out. The combination doesn't make for good support and proper fit. When I have the funds, new shoes and socks for walking are on my list, for sure. :D
I just want ot take a moment and just tell all of you how much I appreciate this community of bloggers, your insights, humour, honesty, determination, support and random natterings fill me with hope, optimism, lift me up and lend me strength when I feel as if my own has fled. Being able to read your daily thoughts and comments is a privilege that I don't take lightly.
I might be back later to yap. I might not. If not, to all my fellow American bloggerific buddies, Happy Fourth of July! Have a fantabulous holiday! Eat, (as properly as possible ;)) drink and be merry and gawp in wonder as the fireworks shoot into the dark, warm Summer night.
I love you, guys.