Feet

Yesterday, as I was wheeling a borrowed T.V. back to the church library (we watched a movie on morality in Young Women's), I nipped the back of my heel on the cart. Not only did it rip heel skin, it drew blood--and plenty of it. This morning, I woke up early, dressed my wound with a bandaid goop-full of Neosporin (reinforced by Moleskin), and tried to go on my usual run, to no avail; the pressure of my sneakers simply hurt. Thus, today I am grateful for healthy feet (past and future) that give me the opportunity to exercise and stay fit.