
The walk over the Bridge and down to the park was a piece of cake. We took about an hour brake in the park, and continued to walk across Atlantic Avenue to Barclays Center. Once Damian and I said adios to our fellow Camino Pilgrims (Paula, Tara and Rosanne), we decided to walk back home to Bay Ridge. What my toe taught me on this walk was that I must stop every hour or so, take off my boots and be nice to the little piggy. The poor thing tried talking to me along the way, but I brushed it off, and continued on. But the little piggy had the final say on the situation. When I got home that evening, I discovered (to my surprise) that there was a decent sized blister covering the bottom of my toe, which for the next day prevented me from being able put any pleasure on the left foot, and especially the little toe. Ouch.
While taking it easy for the most of Sunday following this incident, I had to have a conversation with the little piggy, here was my promise to the toe:
Dear Toe –
I hear you loud and clear. In just 16 miles, you kicked my behind and effectively prevented me from being able to walk for the next 24 hours. From now on you and I will be best friends. I promise that I will stop and check on you quite often throughout my day, and I need to you work with me and cooperate along the way. I certainly to not want you to rebel like this while we’re walking the Camino.
Your proud owner
Hopefully, toe will cooperate and we can get along during my training walks, and especially while we’re walking the Camino.
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