{"id":2418,"date":"2013-01-12T21:46:59","date_gmt":"2013-01-13T03:46:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mofoxtrot.com\/viewpoint\/?p=2418"},"modified":"2013-01-12T21:59:22","modified_gmt":"2013-01-13T03:59:22","slug":"frozen-foot-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mofoxtrot.com\/viewpoint\/frozen-foot-day\/","title":{"rendered":"Frozen Foot Day"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When you start out the day by pouring water in your shoe in frozen 28 degree weather, you really should stop the world and change your sock. \u00a0But did I do that? \u00a0Of course not. \u00a0Socks should dry. \u00a0Surely there is a physics rule somewhere in the wet sock world. \u00a0A wet sock is to change into a dry sock while still on a foot. \u00a0Is that too much to ask of physics? \u00a0Obviously it was.<\/p>\n<p>I fed the horses this morning wearing my tennis shoes. \u00a0It was 61 degrees here yesterday. \u00a0I woke up this morning to discover the outdoor world was a frosty 28 degrees. \u00a0I sulked. \u00a0I sulk in my recliner. \u00a0I worked \u00a0on updating my PR world. \u00a0I had the TV running and the web site a whizzing. \u00a0Words were flowing. \u00a0I was warm and happy. \u00a0I even forgot to eat. \u00a0That doesn&#8217;t often happen.<\/p>\n<p>Ten o&#8217;clock happened. \u00a0Chair guilt accelerated. \u00a0I thought it too cold to consider going on the dog and human walk around the turf farm ponds. \u00a0Instead, I put on my AnyTime Fitness clothes: \u00a0T-shirt, stretch thin Capri pants and tennis shoes. \u00a0My tennis shoes are so old the outer color is starting to come off. They are pinkish with mesh toes. \u00a0These tennis shoes allow your feet to breathe!<\/p>\n<p>I put on my heaviest and warmest fleece pull-over shirt, topped that with a zippered fleece jacket and then put my medium weight sexy jacket on over that. \u00a0I&#8221;m ready for 20 below above the waist and about 60 degrees (above) below the waist. \u00a0Off the dogs and I went into the cold world. \u00a0There was a slight wind which made me realize that a walk would freeze my \u00a0body parts. \u00a0My body parts hate that.<\/p>\n<p>We walked out to the barn and found the horses hanging around the round bale crunching hay. \u00a0I counted six healthy horses and fed them their horse feed. \u00a0I knew it was supposed to snow today, so I decided to catch the crippled Goldie and put her in the yard where she could have access to the warm barn, grassy yard and the good life. \u00a0Goldie saw me coming and limped away, trying to tell me of her disdain for being shut away from the other horses. \u00a0She loves being with the herd. Goldie is tough. \u00a0I gave her the choice and gave up the chase.<\/p>\n<p>As I was filling up a water bucket, the hose slipped and I watered my shoe instead of the bucket. \u00a0ARGH! \u00a0Immediately, I could feel my sock wanting to freeze. \u00a0If I had the slightest desire to go on a walk, the freezing sock dashed that idea! \u00a0I let the dogs into the house and took off for Anytime Fitness.<\/p>\n<p>Anytime Fitness was glad to see me. \u00a0I&#8217;m not in the category of what the Biggest Losers look like, but am still physically pathetic unfit looking. \u00a0Off I hop onto my private elliptical trainer, I get myself plugged into the TV, my Quickstart started, my weight and age programmed in. \u00a0The machine should be able to blow the siren if my heart beat goes into stroke condition. \u00a0In my 30 minute moving parts plus weight machine workout, my sock did not bother my foot at all. \u00a0We all forgot about the sock.<\/p>\n<p>Earlier, Terry and I had talked about going to the movie today. \u00a0I discovered the movie was about half hour from starting. \u00a0I called Terry. \u00a0I had him get his coat on and get into the car. \u00a0I slid into the home base garage, and changed cars. \u00a0Off we went to the movie in Harrisonville, a mere 15 mile journey<\/p>\n<p>On the journey to the movie theatre, my left foot reminded me that the silly sock had not yet dried and my left foot was feeling a cold numbness coming on. \u00a0We made it into the movie theatre with the other 4 people in the theater. \u00a0There was no one that could see me take my shoe off and then my sock. \u00a0I warmed up my numb left foot with my hands. It&#8217;s a good thing movie theaters are dark places.<\/p>\n<p>We came out of the theatre shocked to see snow on the ground. \u00a0Good Gad! \u00a0It turned into winter outside while we were inside warming up my sock-less foot. \u00a0Remember, I am now wearing a mesh tennis shoe missing a protective layer of sock. \u00a0The wet sock is nestled snuggly in my fleece pull-over. \u00a0It did fall out of my coat as I exited the movie. \u00a0Thank goodness all 4 people had already left the movie and didn&#8217;t get to see it lying wetly on the movie carpet. \u00a0My left foot froze again as it slowly made the way to the car. \u00a0The spouse was feeling shaky and we had a slow and snowy wet walk to the car.<\/p>\n<p>I drove home in nearly a blinding blizzard. \u00a0Oh wait, it wasn&#8217;t exactly a blinding blizzard, it was ice covered frozen wiper blade that restricted my vision to about 2 square inches. \u00a0The spouse discovered that the heat was on luke warm, rather than ice melting hot. \u00a0With the help of constant wiper fluid and amazing driving skill and finally enough heat to melt the windshield ice, we made it home sweet home. \u00a0It became so hot in the car with the heat on full bore heat, that my frozen foot got warm. \u00a0I was able to walk into the house on two unfrozen feet.<\/p>\n<p>I got dry socks on and put on my Muck Boots. \u00a0I went out to deal with the snow covered horses lounging around the barn yard. \u00a0None of them were standing inside the shed or barn stalls. \u00a0I put the feed out and decided it was safe for me to go out and rescue Goldie. \u00a0I led her into the hay part of the barn. \u00a0I was throwing more hay to the horses. \u00a0I left the stall door open. \u00a0I looked up and here was Goldie escaped from the nice warm barn, full of unlimited hay for her to eat. \u00a0Out in the snow she was. \u00a0I threw her some hay flakes and left the herd to deal with the weather.<\/p>\n<p>I took myself into the house and gradually collapsed into my recliner. \u00a0I watched the Colts play the Ravens football game in Denver. \u00a0Those fans were outside watching a football game in 10 degree weather. The coaches faces were frozen red. The game went into two overtimes&#8230;the 2nd longest game in post season. Even with battery powered heated socks, I bet those fans&#8217; feet were glazed in ice. \u00a0Good Gad, what a day!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When you start out the day by pouring water in your shoe in frozen 28 degree weather, you really should stop the world and change your sock. \u00a0But did I do that? \u00a0Of course not. \u00a0Socks should dry. \u00a0Surely there is a physics rule somewhere in the wet sock world. \u00a0A wet sock is to change into a dry sock while still on a foot. \u00a0Is that too much to ask of physics? \u00a0Obviously it was. 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