Oh, what joy it is to have cheap shoes and feet that protest against walking. About as joyful as it is for you to be looking at my foot right now:)
The protest isn’t for lack of effort cause i walk everywhere. I am not a lazy person. Although my feet usually look normal, in fact fairly pretty compared to many i’ve seen, my undersole must be slightly disproportionate for me to have regular gone through hell throughout my life.
A big walk equals blisters, sometimes so deep beneath the skin that it’s almost suicide to let the water out (not all exaggeration as it’s “eaten” its way way deeper than normal). Once it took me a year to recover after a 20km walk along a coastal road in KZN (i never stopped walking, just that day did damage…and taught me perseverance).
I have pained. I have bled.
But i also look better with a sun tan – ha ha.
The past 3 days i’ve been handing out flyers for my concert. I must have walked 30km. Sure, i’m over budget and can’t pay anyone to do it, but with the initial outlay it’s important to meet people face-to-face. After all, i will have more enthusiasm than any anonymous, distributor. And i can answer any question. It’s also the only way to ensure that a lazy distributor doesn’t give up halfway through and smite them with the nearest rubbish bin (it happens, believe me, history speaks loudly). Simply, it’s a good way of getting the word out. I get to know Knysna more intimately whilst reflecting on the contrasting office environments (where one person is wonderful, the whole office is more positive but when it’s someone who clearly hates their life, depression soaks the atmosphere like petrol wanting to light the match but too lazy to do it). I definitely encounter more positive women than men. “Naturally”, there are more of them with office jobs and i must be a cool interruption to their day cause some of them even laugh at my jokes – hey, my jokes, not my ego:)
The past 2 days were mostly flat surfaces at sea level. Nevertheless, i was in agony last night. And it never helped that for the second time in one week i got sunstroke. I even passed out unintentionally (first time this year). When i awoke at 2.30am, i still felt nauseous, my head stuffy and my eyes not quite focused (which remained the whole day and persists even now).
But i tried to make the best of the day. First, i protected my head with a funny hat (even though there were many cloudy moments today) and took quite a few pictures with my cellphone. Some were simply of cool looking houses i saw as i climbed the notorious elevation that is the well-named, Hospital Hill – no, there’s no hospital up there…just where they have to take you afterward:). Others were of the beauty scenery that is always Knysna! But i’ll have to post the good looking pictures tomorrow lest they distract from my “funny” foot and “funny” hat:)
Yes, i agree, these pictures will never make a model of me…so much more effective when those teen, emo girls take self-shots for MySpace and Facebook…maybe because they shave their beards off:)