I have a blister on my foot.
I mention that only because I have nothing else to report and I’m hoping to prime the mental pump a bit by simply typing whatever is on my mind. Right now, that’s the foot blister. Maybe this free-form attempt at writing will trigger a sudden burst of inspiration.
So far it’s not working.
I should probably decide to write stuff before I embark on my daily pilgrimage to job hunting websites looking for opportunities. What, at times, seems like a never-ceasing search can exhaust my day’s supply of optimism. I’m finding it hard to mentally transition to other topics for writing. The foot blister rambling is the apparent exception…or result.
The blister is due to another daily ritual of mine, walking. Abby, the faithful hound, and I have been trying to walk 3 to 6 miles a day now that temperatures in San Antonio have fallen below those which could spark complaints in Hell.
San Antonio has some wonderful linear parks which are our usual option for strolling. The greenways are well maintained and in the mornings we normally only have to share the trails with an occasional jogger, bike rider, or deer.
I find walking to be mentally, physically and spiritually invigorating, although my feet sometimes disagree.
The good thing is this blister will soon turn to callous. I suspect as the job search saga goes on I’ll become a bit more thick-skinned in that area as well.
Posted by Michael Main