It's gonna be a bright, bright, bright sunshiny day

Oh wait, it IS!

It's so pleasant, in fact, that I made the official winter-to-spring leap by forgoing socks this morning.

So I walked, feet unencumbered, into work. I was feeling the spring love and even tossing smiles and "good mornings" to strangers on the street.

But there, just in front of the Portland Public Library, I felt a stinging on my left heel. I took a few more steps, and with each one the stinging persisted, grew worse even, then spread to my right heel.

In an instant the memories of last summer came flooding back. There's a reason I stopped wearing these cursed shoes last year (something to do with the flesh-tearing).

Still, weather like this just makes people happy. Even less active folks are finding excuses to hang around outside. Say, for example, the woman who accosted me in front of the PPH building earlier this week:

[Firetrucks blaze by]

Woman: "Did you HEAR that?"

Me: "What, the firetrucks?"

Woman: "NO! What they've done!"

[Awkward pause]

Woman: "They've killed all the pigeons in Portland! There's only, like, five left! They've killed them all!"

Um, ok.

Anyway, my point is it's a good day for a run.