ouch

As it is the right time I went and bought new shoes Monday night.  Then bright and early Tuesday morning I woke up to do my 6-mile tempo run. 

 

And promptly gave myself four quarter size blisters plus two more dime sized ones. 

 

Ouch.  For two days I have been doing triage on my poor beaten up feet.  New shoes are fun in theory, not so much reality.

 

Just call me limpy.