Wellington - The City of Stubbed Toes

Coming from The City of the Future (Hamiltron), to the City of Stubbed Toes, has been a somewhat painful and messy experience. Almost everyday I end up hobbling around with blood dripping from one or other of my feet. And they're not things that disappear over night either. Today I am nursing a wounded big toe on my right foot, and the second leftie. I've tried a variety of shoes too. I have managed to injure myself wearing jandals, sandals, slip-ons and in bare feet.

TAL - EN - TED.

This is not looking good for the gorgeous peeptoe wedges I bought for the wedding - less than 2 weeks away now!! I leave you wondering what surprises Wellingtons curbs, pavements, speedbumps and ramps have in store for my tootsies today....?

The start of something?

I just got out of the shower... a cold shower.  Why was it cold?  Because I was hot.  Why was I hot?  Because I just got back from a run, that's why!!

Not kidding.

Granted, only 6 of the 40 minutes were running, but 5 of those were consecutive!  This is a huge deal for me, I am a self-confessed runaphobe.  That's a word by the way.   Anyway, I didn't even have to push myself to go for the walk/run, I just felt like a walk, thought I would get into my gear, and before I knew it I was running.  Perhaps I have matured into one of those people that enjoy running? Maybe? I hope? Yes?