Monday, March 10, 2008

Things you learn while staring at your feet

For the obvious reasons, I've never watched myself walk. I have enough trouble not crashing into things when I'm paying attention to where I'm going, much less when watching my own toes. 

That said, for the past three days and 10 miles I've been hitting the treadmill in the apartment weight center. In typical form, the center has one wall that is solid mirrors. I assume this is so people can "watch their form," which I take as a colloquial way of saying they can watch their own muscles ripple while working out. Incidentally, it's also a great means of covert people watching, but I digress. 

For the past three days and 10 miles, I've been staring at my feet. Remarkably, I've learned that while my left foot points straight ahead, in perfect line with my knee, my right foot is slightly pigeon-toed. Huh. I have a range of theories as to why this may be, but my favorite is based on the fact that a horse used it as a landing pad about 11 years ago while at Youth Nationals, crushing the top of the foot down into the bottom and turning the whole thing into a black-and-blue flag of courage. Whatever the reason, it doesn't hurt - just makes for some interesting tracks in the snow that's been everywhere. 

Anyone with actual medical training out there have any ideas? Suggestions on how to handle 60 miles with this nonsense (besides by making a very large, very gradual right turn)?

Sending you love and wishing everyone good health, 
Regan

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