The Agony of Da Feet.


After the marathon I took my running shoes off and saw that blisters on my heels had burst and soaked through the backs of my shoes. I slowly peeled my sock off the foot that hurt the least....and saw this huge blister on my big toe! I spent twenty minutes applying blister packs and bandaids to my poor doggies before going to see a movie.

Near the start of the marathon a moose ran across the path and gasps of oooh and aah surged through the ranks. This confirmed for me that most people who participate are from out of state. The locals just set their eyes on the next water station.