Saturday night when I pulled in at the farm it was already well past dark. I’d had a great day of talking social media and agriculture, but 4 hours in the car after a brain-buzzing full day had me wiped out.
Honestly, I think I’m spoiled because I commute 5 minutes to work, and I normally don’t sit at a desk for more than minutes at a stretch. I’d forgotten how stiff sitting all day can make a person!
I mentally went through the things I needed to check at the farm as I got close, and I hoped I wouldn’t find any surprise problems. J said things went rather slow feeding calves that night, but nothing too out of the ordinary.
It was mild out and I didn’t want to take time changing into my barn attire, so I just drove right down to the barn. As I clacked through the parlor and down the hall in my tall boots (ug, my feet were throbbing but I’ll get to that later) I thought about how funny the click of dress shoes sounds in there. And probably strange to the cows too! The pasteurizer settings and temperature were all good. Check.
Only 2 new babies were born, and they’d both eaten well. No other notes were in the office that couldn’t wait until tomorrow.
It had been a gorgeous day with snow melting, and I also checked the calf barns to make sure the curtains were about half up and enough fans were running to give proper airflow.
Yes – I really am in my white peacoat. I figure winter is almost over and I need to get it cleaned soon. 😉
Calves are so curious, and it didn’t take long for one to stick her nose out to sniff at me.
And that was the end of my anti-climatic farm check.
About my feet…
I know I said just a few weeks ago I’d refrain from posting ugly pictures of my feet, but I don’t know how to tell this story as well without doing so. Beware.
It was a frigid January with long hours tending calf hutches in the snow, and as I feared I definitely got frostbite on my baby toe. It went from dark purple to an angry red, and the clinic helpline said just to be careful not re-freeze it or snag it on anything.
It’s been healing ok, and I’ve still been able to run fine as long as I keep my laces loose. It is definitely swollen compared to the toe next to it, but I honestly don’t think it looks too bad. Close your eyes to avoid ugly feet photo from earlier this week.
But the bright idea to wear my tall boots on Saturday was probably none too bright. I rarely dress up, and I really like to feel “put together” when I have the chance to go somewhere nice. My feet were fine for awhile because we were mostly sitting, and as heels go these are a comfortable pair. But by the end of the day they’d had enough of being squished into pretty toes. It’s a good thing no one cares if you drive with your shoes off. 🙂
And by the time I returned to the farm it wasn’t bad to zip them back on for my quick check.
But when I surveyed my poor toe later at home I decided I need to stick to orthopedic flats for a few weeks. I won’t post my nearly skinless toe because that’s just creepy. Don’t worry, I still have my toe. I knew it would peel sooner or later so maybe this just helped along the natural heeling process. But lesson learned.
First off next winter I need to make sure I have proper sock layers and boots when it’s twenty below. And if I ever do this again I’ll treat it with a little more TLC; no more shoe vanity with sore toes.
If you’re wanting an update on my half marathon training I think it will be just fine. I ran Friday and skipped the weekend, but I should be good to go for a run tonight or tomorrow.
For putting up with all my feet talk I’ll leave you with some better photos. This little bull was moved outside yesterday when he was dry, and he posed nicely before going into his hutch.
Hope you are all having a great start to your week!