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Okay, it's official. I've unwittingly angered the gods of footwear.
I showed up at the field to play soccer today, only to discover that my soccer cleats were not tied to my gym bag as per usual. Fortunately someone had an extra pair of cleats. Unfortunately, they didn't really fit right, so within 10 minutes I had lovely painful blisters on both heels.
And here's the punchline. I get back to work, hobble into the locker room to take a shower...and there are my cleats, sitting in the cubby I apparently left them in 2 weeks ago.
Sigh.
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