Having struck a sour tone these past few days, it will be all upbeat, all the time, with posts today. That is to say, no politics, public finance, FAA or TSA screwups, Chinese unrest or high-speed train updates, or anything else of that depressing sort.
Instead, let's start with: running!
About a year ago, I was moaning that many decades of distance running had left me with knees and joints that all felt fine but with an increasingly sore, swollen, and unsightly right Achilles tendon. The more I read about "tendinosis," the more it seemed
like balancing the federal budget a depressing future reality of life. And if that turned out to be the reality, I would be consigned to a grim (from my POV) future of swimming, "the erg," the elliptical, and similar drudgery.
Therefore when I heard rumors of salvation, in the form of "barefoot" running and the oddball Vibram finger-shoes, I naturally rushed to embrace this hope. That's what I depicted last year, in a trick photo of me with one of my sons just after we'd bought a matching set of Vibram FiveFinger footwear:
A year's worth of use later, here's how one of the Vibram shoes now looks. The shot below corresponds to the foot-and-shoe second from left in the shot above. (And thanks for asking: the red mark on the big toe isn't blood. I once caught my toe on a track with a red rubbery surface. I haven't washed the red off because it adds that tough-guy look.)