So, it was a helluva week last week.
I not only killed it at the gym, I managed to wound Stubby as well.
See, on Thursday, I was actually running on the treadmill. It felt pretty good… the left ankle was barking a little, but that was the extent of my pain.
When I got home from work that night, well, I found that Stubby had a pretty substantial blister that had developed where there was a corn.
Cue frowny face.
I had Supportive Partner Woman (tender of my feet!) give it a Betadyne bath, then slept with my foot hanging off the bed, allowing it to air out. The next day I called my podiatrist and scheduled an appointment for this morning. He was impressed at how well it is healing and told me I could get out of the Boot of Shame. So I have that going for me. The bad news is that I’ll need to spend a week in it in early August. The doc wants to straighten the two remaining hammertoes on my left foot. Not something that I’m really looking forward to, but what can you do? This will hopefully prevent any more corns from forming.
In the other news, it’s time for a rant.
Got another letter from Evil Bitch Queen Wanda of our homeowner’s association. This time saying that we need to put down a “mulch” barrier to prevent damage to the siding from the lawn crew trimming.
My first thought was, “Seriously, this is the first you mention it after the lawn crew has had SIX YEARS to jack up the siding?
My second thought was a lot less charitable.
I posted about this on FB and one of my friends had the winning comment regarding the “mulch barrier.” She said, “Four foot bunker made of bags of mulch. Check.”
Amen.
So far we’ve established that the foot is healing nicely, me running isn’t pretty,and, oh, yeah, Wanda is an evil bitch.
Not bad for a day’s work.
So, on to the fun part of today’s post… Another fine inspirational story.
When I was in elementary school I had a very good friend named Mark. We played together pretty often and we kept in touch well through elementary and middle schools. At that time we went to different schools, and as frequently happens, we lost touch. Fast forward 20 years and we reconnected via Facebook. I’ve been very open about the health issues I have faced, and he had faced some similar issues. It’s been a long road for both of us, but he’s done some running and it inspired me to get in better shape. It’s kind of funny that I can find inspiration from someone I haven’t seen in over twenty years but still think the world of.
Thank you, Mark, for your friendship, inspiration, and also your donation to the Avon Walk. Every little bit counts.
Speaking of which, if you want to contribute, visit my personal fundraising page at
http://info.avonfoundation.org/goto/BrianT.
Have a great day, everyone~
Memoirs of a Soon-to-Be Former Fat Guy 