Dear Feet,
Ok, fine. I'll be the first to say it.
I'm sorry for moving to New York.
I didn't really give you a heads up. But look at it this way, I didn't give anyone a heads up! I didn't condition you for the miles of pavement and cobblestone walking. I didn't buy you hiking boots or a bike. And I'm sorry about that. But the way you've developed this ridunkulous blister is just sort of awkward. I'm walking back and forth at Anthropologie at the pace of an 87 year old. How does that make me look? So can we please reconcile our differences? I promise to give you a pedi in Lynchburg next weekend. Eh?
Ever Grateful Yet Sore,
Hil
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A friend, who ran 22 miles in the mountains this past weekend, was just telling me this very evening how to deal with blisters: pop them- but do not, under any circumstance, peel the skin. Just let the skin be. Invaluable advice?
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