Thus, exhibit A-
The artist is aiming to convey life's subtle highs and lows. The jaunty angle of the running shoes—yet their precious arrangement on the Christmas tablecloth—belies the artist's state of mind. The casually tossed blood-stained sock evokes an earlier, possibly happier, era.
Exhibit B-
The position of the bloody sock suggests the artist has a sense of humor. Or possibly she saw some road kill recently. Note the potholder peeking from beneath. One can't help but think the presence of the embroidered tablecloth, coupled with the potholder, bespeaks an ironic statement on the nuclear family.
Exhibit C-
The theme of the bloody running shoe continues; the disembodied appendage an unnecessary and overwrought addition. It throws off the photo's neo-classical lines.
Exhibit D-
Here we get to the artist's deepest longings. The basics of life: succor, rest, food. The realism of the foot juxtaposed with the sanctity of the dinner table lends a note of post-modernism.
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What happened was: I ran four miles (feeling oh-so-uber-runner), felt a blister starting up, ignored it, did some errands after, and when I finally got home and took off my sock, I thought I was gonna DIE.
The end.
26 comments:
OUCH!!!
what dawn said!
Deep thoughts, wonderful sense of humor, compliments to the foot, a bit of advertising for the Nike shoes and 4 miles logged.
I can only repeat what Dawn said. Ouch!!!!
Wow. You're hardcore.
Ah, battle wounds. Love 'em. Yours is especially gruesome. Dude, you ARE hardcore. You are so going to tear up the trails in the 10K training program. I'm not kidding.
That looks so painful! I have gotten my share of terrible blisters too. They are the worst!
That looks bad, I think that was some hard run... you are brave!!
Too funny! Heal fast!
OUCH! But damn, girl - you are sooo funny!
Ewww. I don't think I would have liked that. :) Now I'm worrying about those 2 little blisters I got on Saturday's run. Think it's time to go get some moleskin.
Great job pushing through the pain!
Ouchies! Just wondering if you normally have to run with blister bandaids? I have finally accepted that a blister bandaid for me, is a given. It has been helping me. I like Bandaid brand's larg size. Heal well!
Hee hee, I am constantly getting blisters and I just ignore them, and they usually turn into nice fat callouses. This time, the ignoring went a little too far, what with the blood leaking thru my shoe and all!! Very dramatic, though!
Ugh. I remember my first blood stained sneakers. Get better soon
ok first of all... OMGOUCH! second... thats hysterical.
this... "...One can't help but think the presence of the embroidered tablecloth, coupled with the potholder, bespeaks an ironic statement on the nuclear family..."
where'd you even get that?! seriously.. thats exactly something i would SO read in one of my art history books.
and exactly why my b.s'ing skills came in so handy on the essay portion of that class!
OOOWWW! The blood soaked right through the shoe! Egads. Well, make sure it stays clean or you'll get gangreen (sp?) and have to have your foot cut off. Yikes.
Wow, I know that hurt for awhile" Yeow!
Tablecloth, potholder, bloody socks, sneakers - man, I can't wait to eat at your house. ;)
Ohh!! In my case, I use "petroleum jelly" to avoid blisters, I hope you can still run.
Holy cow! Ouchie!
actually, i think i'll live, people! Thanks for all the good wishes. It looks worse than it is (though it does hurt to WALK. sheesh!)
No cotton socks in this house!!
signed,
mommy dearest
This is hilarious. Makes the blister totally worth it (from my perspective, anyway....)
At the risk of sounding like a total rookie runner (only 2 years and 11 mile max under my belt), do we have to just get used to the blisters then? The bleeding through sock and shoe is standard? Is this where the mental aspect kicks in to play?
ok, sock intervention... we want to know the brand/type of those socks!
they look like Thorlos to me.
this is a sock intervention -- no way that should be happenin' to you!!
Good God, Angela, nooooo! Not normal! this was an aberration, which I of course, played for all it was worth. I had a blister for a while, ignored it as usual, and I guess it was a blood blister, and finally, it gave. It was ... awesome!
And Bold: You can call off the sock intervention! You nailed 'em: Thorlos. I simply cannot resist a man who knows his socks.
Wow! That looks PAINFUL!
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