Title sounds a little extreme - not meant to be. I was just remembering something as I took my trash out barefoot and ouched my way across the gravel. lol
Every spring I used to practice running barefoot up and down the rock driveway - they were the pointy rocks. Because I was always barefoot and I knew my brother would take the first opportunity to grab my arm and run me up and down the driveway. And he'd do it all summer long. By the time he'd do that my feet were already used to the gravel.
Every spring I used to practice running barefoot up and down the rock driveway - they were the pointy rocks. Because I was always barefoot and I knew my brother would take the first opportunity to grab my arm and run me up and down the driveway. And he'd do it all summer long. By the time he'd do that my feet were already used to the gravel.