Yesterday afternoon is was having a few drinks with a neighbor - in preparation for my wife's 20th HS reunion - and I nearly killed myself falling down the stairs. While I survived the fall, my left foot took quite a beating.
I think I sprained it or something. It's possible I broke a little bone in there, but we'll see.
Anway, while raking leaves today in serious pain, it dawned on me how underrated the foot is.
Seriously. Think about it. Without the foot, or feet we'd have
- No football
- No shoes
- No running
- No walking
- No playing footsies
- No dancing
- No ice skating (hence, no hockey)
That's just the tip of the iceberg.
So next time - especially this time of the year where we're giving thanks for stuff - give thanks for two healthy feet.
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You had enough tastes to fall down the stairs before you even got to the reunion? Nice work.
You'll find no one who agrees with you more regarding the importance of the foot. My foot battle has been going on for two years (helped along in no small part by the child who broke my foot in the Atlantic last summer thanks to shoddy parenting). My foot problems have led to a temporary retirement from basketball, and may send me to the bench permanently.
Yes, My pre-reuninon taste(sssssss) did me in. I think it was about 5 minutes after my fourth 16oz. Iron City when I went tumbling.
I believe it's the first time my kids heard me yell F--- at the top of my lungs. What scares me is they haven't asked me yet what it means.
Anyway, I'm back to being able to walk from fridge to couch without any problems.
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