OH MY GOD this is the most painful blister I have ever had in my entire life.

Typically when I have a blister on my foot, it will hurt for the first mile or so of a walk and then my body will realize that I’m not going to stop walking because of some measly blister and will turn the pain receptors off. It’s super convenient.

But not this blister.

Not today.

It was feeling a little better during the middle of my walk, but by the time I had about five miles left it was hurting so badly that I was almost crying. And I like to think that I have a pretty high pain tolerance.

(Example: I’ve had to dig chunks of glass out of the bottoms of my feet/toes with tweezers before – no crying there. I cut and removed stitches out of my leg before because I didn’t want to go back to the doctor – no crying there, either.)

OUCH. Maybe if I wrap the hell out of it with bandages/tape it won’t be too bad tomorrow. I have to run on it, too, so that will be fun.