Always be prepared.. for anything! Weigh your options, would you rather have a heavy handbag or would you rather be soaked through with water, have blisters all over your feet, be freezing from the cold and dying of starvation and thirst? I am always trying to lighten my handbag. Taking out whatever I can and whatever I think I quite possibly will have no need for. Its like the second you sit down to dinner, a telemarketer will always call or when you finally give up on someone showing up and you lay down for a nap, your doorbell will ring. If you leave the house without an umbrella (and usually its the day you actually take the umbrella out of your bag), it will without a doubt rain.
We are going on a beach vacation next week so we are trying to eat healthy, be a little more active, you know those last ditch efforts to make yourself feel as great as you possibly can even though two days before you will probably gorge on all the high carb foods you can find and inevitably be bloated up as big as a Macy's Day Parade balloon. Well we decide to take a little walk. Nothing major, just a walk around our little town. I wore flip-flops,.. flat-soled, hard wooden-bottom like flip flops. I knew it might mean disaster but it was a leisurely walk so no big deal. I previously took out my zebra print cushioned insoles out of my bag (stashed there for those just in case moments..you never know when your feet will rebel against you and demand a change of texture) so as to "de-junk" it. Our walk started out innocent enough, we followed the water for a little ways and it didn't feel as if we had walked too far. We continued on our walk, i began to recognize things we had driven past in the car in ANOTHER town! The weather was nice though and it was a nice easy walk. We started passing things on the ground that said 3.5 km, 4.5 km and I joked that the walk was so nice but it wouldn't be so great to walk it back if we got too far. We kept walking.. eventually passing 6.5 km, 7.5 km and began hearing strains of music from the big international music festival that was going on.. a music festival that was NOT IN OUR TOWN! My feet started to hurt at this point, just a little bit then suddenly a searing pain. Soner suggested we turn back but I knew I wouldn't make it that way so we forged ahead hoping for a train station to take back to Belfort. I was willing to pay whatever it took to take the train back. Luckily we did manage to find the train station and we managed to sneak on to the train with the hordes of other people boarding (apparently with the concert ticket stub you could ride the train for free and I guess no one would be in that town for the weekend unless they had attended the concert so...we got very lucky). So as it turns out I have big blisters on the bottom of my feet from walking in my flip flops! I've never had blisters on the bottom of my feet. I didn't even thinking you could get blisters there. What an odd place. Moral of the story, the minute you make a conscious decision to leave something at home you would typically have with you is the minute you will need it. Oh and don't walk over 2 miles in hard soled flip flops much less the estimated 5.5-6 miles we walked (Thank you Google Maps for showing our walking route with mileage)!
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