Burnt Feet

I am going to file this one under stu­pid­ity caused by Vicodin. I was pass­ing the local high school track on my way back from see­ing my gen­eral doc­tor (no more high blood pres­sure!) and decided I would do some bare­foot walk­ing on the infield – you know, the green area in the mid­dle of the track. I thought going straight to the track might be a lit­tle too rough on my feet. So, I walked onto the field and took my shoes off at the pole vault area. I then began walk­ing on the field. It felt nice to be bare­foot, though a lit­tle warm. Then it started to feel kind of hot. Then very hot, quickly fol­lowed by scorch­ingly hot. Ouch! I looked down and saw a lot of black under the green paint and remem­bered just what fake grass is made of – old tire rub­ber! Even though the air was on the chilly side – prob­a­bly only 60 degrees with the breeze – the field had still man­aged to get to a flesh-burning tem­per­a­ture. I started walk­ing on the track, but that didn’t feel much bet­ter. It was indeed rough, and also hot. Now that I’m home I see that I have some blis­ters on the soft, mid­dle part of my forefeett! First attempt at bare­foot walk­ing: shoes 1, me none.

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