Friday, June 17, 2011


Alerted to this one by a biking friend.

From Jill Outside, a blog with a lot of good photographs and a dutiful chronicle of terrains explored by a serious biker.

I've mostly stayed off my feet this week in a pre-emptive — though hopefully unnecessary —hurty-foot recovery plan to avoid plantar fasciitis.

Something about the phrase suggests an overwrought paw, reddened as if smarting from sunburn. Has a little of hacky-sack's kickiness and none of hurdy's weight.

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