The Bear Paw

Walked my 4.5 miles this morning, and when I got into the office, my blood was 6.0, which was moderately irritating, if I'm honest. However, I'm still feeling the vibe of last night - "turning all your sounds of woe to hey nonny nonny" - so happy to move on. Unfortunately, by the time I got in tonight, something else had become apparent.

Blisters. More damn blisters.
The original blisters have left a dark spot on the left-most edge of my right footpad, just beneath the big toe. Now I have two new developing blisters, next to it. It looks like a little bear paw-print on my foot. I look like I should come from Steiff!

All very cute and all that, but kinda puts my evening biking on the back burner. Fortunately, tomorrow was always gonna be busy anyway - by virtue of forgetting over time that we'd booked cheap tickets to one thing, we actually booked cheap tickets to another thing too. So tomorrow morning, we're back in the city for a show called Potted Potter - all the Harry Potter books in about 70 minutes. Then tomorrow night, we're at another Shakespeare show - The Tempest this time, in a great medieval location. So lots of running around, but thankfully no concentrated walking. And Sunday's all about the basement - I'm gonna go down there with a vaccuum and do...Something. So more in terms of strenuous housework-style exercise than the walking. How this affects Tuesday, no-one knows yet, and in the spirit of hey nonny nonny, I genuinely am not worried right now. It'll be what it'll be. If nothing else, I feel slimmer, though slimer than when is a moot point - slimmer than "Before" is good enough for me at the moment, while still obviously striving to push the figures down. If I can lose two pounds a week for the next two weeks, I'll have cracked the three stone barrier before disappearing on holiday, where there is much walking to be done, but most of it is on sand.

Mind you, maybe the bear-paw blisters are a good sign...(whaddaya want from me, I'm reaching here!). The kids story I submitted to agents last week is all about a little bear. So yeah, maybe it's a Sign of Something...

Or maybe it's just a pain in the ass. Ah well, hey nonny nonny!