Flashes of Panic

My new running shoes felt great on the two miles back from Marathon Sports to the apartment on Monday. So on Tuesday night, despite only two miles on them, I tossed them in the suitcase in place of a heavier, but more experienced pair.

Wednesday evening, I discovered that they rub in a place I haven’t developed a callus yet. Thursday morning, it blistered pretty thoroughly, despite one of those Band-Aid anti-blister pads. (As soon as I start sweating, those travel.)

Thursday evening, in preparation for an early-Friday-morning run, I drained the blister, put another pad on, then secured it with the best tool I could find.

Duct tape.

It’s not just for ducks anymore!

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