Grey Skies Smiling

Today was overcast, drizzling, and a bit chilly — a proper fall afternoon. The sun is suddenly less insistent and even makes a show of setting a little earlier each evening. Soon enough, we'll be complaining about fending off the cold and endless night with soaring utility bills, but for the moment, I'm overjoyed to put on a sweatshirt and unpack the throw blankets. I've already started moving away from the sunshine-loving telephoto zoom lenses in favor of much faster primes for the season.¹

I hurt my foot overdoing it on yesterday's photowalk. I'm usually good for anywhere between nine and eleven miles in a day before my plantar fasciitis flares up, my knee starts hurting, or some other annoying reminder of mortality jabs the knives in and starts poking around, but my phone says I only put in a little under seven miles before my foot got to aching that time around. The good news is I managed another six and a half miles today without too many problems.

I should ice my foot, but I don't have any ice, and I'm not up for the hassle of limping around in a big city supermarket on a weekend. I'll go back to wearing a splint when I sleep, starting tonight. That always helps the most. And I'll buy a few pairs of new shoes as well, just to mix things up a bit. Shoes are expensive, and it's nettlesome to spend hundreds of dollars with the hope maybe one pair is better than another, but probably none of them are any good at all if history is anything to go by. However, doctor visits are also expensive (and time-consuming). And I already know the routine: ice, stretches, spend a lot of money on shoes and inserts to see if that helps, etcetera, etcetera.