While running from Brooklyn to Times Square I ran across one of the most fearful things ever encountered by barefoot runners – the dreaded Cheeto Hazard!
I’m telling you, had I not seen the Cheetos in time to avoid them, my soles might have turned a bright yellow color. And other than washing one’s feet, there’s no known cure for that sort of discoloration!
Then on another run, this time to Coney Island, I ran over some bits of broken glass here and there, but it was all very well behaved and just lay flat on the ground as we ran gently over it, except for one tiny splinter, which I removed as soon as I felt it stick in my foot. No detectable or debilitating damage. The Cheetos were more exciting… Yawn!
Posted in: 2011 September New York City NY