I had a less-than-restful night's sleep last night, for two reasons.
First, I bought a pair of those gel insoles to put in my old running shoes, until the new ones get broken in. The insoles are supposed to be 'shock-absorbing' and since my shoes have now completely lost that quality, I thought it would be a Good Thing. The trouble is in how the insoles are shaped, and how the soles of my feet rubbed against the little ridges at the edges. I developed some nasty and painful blisters after a walk/run that is fairly routine for me at this point.
[I did 5.6 miles in 80 minutes – best time this year. My course is asphalt and very hilly, and I'm short, so while that's not a particularly impressive time, well … yeah, me!]
So I kept waking up because my feet hurt. And each time I woke up, the song "Baby Got Back" was playing on my internal iPod. It really is on the Shuffle and was the last song I listened to on my way back up the driveway.
But I really blame Laurie's 'juicybooty' post for it. Who wouldn't be thinking of big butts after reading that? [Here's the perfect juicy booty ... a booty to aspire to! And a very cool website, too. Here's a parody, which is just too funny for words. Be sure to read the instructions for both sites, and get creative! Needless to say, this works better-faster on broadband or DSL than on dial-up. But I said it anyway.]
Today will be a rest day from walking; I'll do the weight training and then I have to head to town to get my driver's license renewed. I also have a dentist's appointment and various other little errands to take care of. Those of you who live in your own Middle of Nowheres know that you don't go all the way to town just to get your teeth cleaned.
Finally, I'm shouting out a big Happy Birthday to my favorite songwriter, poet, singer and fellow Gemini, Bob Dylan, who turns 65 today. Think he'll remember me tomorrow?