Feet still gross, offend people.

Yes, I am one of THOSE people.

For the benefit of kids and staff at school, I’ll opt out of the open toe sandal trend that never fails to take off in Aberdeen after the first hint of sunshine for the year (it’s best to be prepared in case any sun breaks through the clouds again this year, after all). Why, you ask? (At this point, you may be rolling your eyes thinking I didn’t ask, you maniac, I don’t care about your feet, but you know what?  My blog = my subject choice!)   So why?  Because my feet are disgusting.  But they are fairly important for actual movement, so I can’t hate on them, but other people totally can.  And I KNOW that some of you are guilty of over sharing your foot situation, because at any given time in the 20 most recent posts in my Google Reader feed, there will be a grainy photo of someone’s mangled, blister-ridden feet.  And you know what?  It is always a pleasure to witness proof that someone’s feet are grosser than mine.  So thank you.  And to return the favour:

E.T. book pedicure...

If that put you off any Easter chocolate, you’re welcome!  If it didn’t, then go ahead and make yourself feel better by finding out why chocolate is good for you.

Anyway, despite really feeling like going out for a run today, my knee is being a bitch, so I thought I’d call it a rest day.  Not content with lounging about and having facials, however, I decided to get back on track with some of my core work.

90 bad boys - done!


About a month ago I embarked on the 200 push-ups challenge in an attempt to increase my pathetic upper body strength before Tough Mudder.  The first week was good, then I forgot about it.  Today, I decided to start again, but a step up.  It wasn’t too fun, but I got it done.  Upping my weights in Body Pump for the last 6 weeks is obviously benefiting my girl strength, though, so that’s uplifting.  I also did a few one legged squats (because I like big butt’s and I cannot lie), and finished off with a (killer) 4 minute plank.

Things I learned today:

  • Push-ups are always hard.
  • Planks are even harder if you’ve slathered yourself in body lotion first.
  • Exfoliating facials hurt.

Hope everyone has had a great Easter long weekend!  🙂


Foot Fetishists, Turn Back Now!

Let’s get one thing out in the open:  my feet have never been things of beauty.  For one, they’re totally deformed.  I’m pretty sure my little toe is missing bones, and it kinds of hangs lifelessly up on the side of my foot.  It doesn’t even touch the ground when I stand.  It’s nasty.  My feet, because of the amount of time they spend in trainers when I’m at the gym, are also totally calloused.  I secretly openly enjoy using nail clippers to cut off chunks of hard, dead skin after a shower.  It’s the same rush when you have a giant blackhead to squeeze – super satisfying.  So you can see that my feet didn’t have the best start.

But running has destroyed them.

Blisters, crunched/crumbling toenails, blood appearing from seemingly invisible sources – the works!  The following photo is my feet on a good, ‘just been attended to’ day:

Lookin' good!

And things look set to get worse.  Not long now until my first 10 mile race, followed by my first half marathon!  I think I’ll have to treat myself to a pedicure afterwards.

In other news, my knees are still holding up, though I feel occasional niggles.  No pain though, which is what my physio told me I had to stop for, so I’ll just keep on truckin’.

Anyway, to balance the sorry sight of my retarded, used feet, here are some flowers my boyfriend’s mum got me for my birthday/Valentine’s Day (since she assumed (correctly) that her son would not get me any).  They’re really colourful and cheerful.  I love getting fresh flowers, especially since it rarely happens.

(Hint to boyfriend if he actually reads my blog!!!!)

Fresh flowers on birthdays should be mandatory.