I'm still watching the Olympics. Just saw the end of the women's marathon. Molly Seidel won bronze for the US. It was very impressive but I must admit, never, in a million years, would running 26 miles ever occur to me to be a fun thing to try. On the other hand, today is "Wiggle Your Toes Day." Now there is an event I could excel in. I have been an unconscious toe wiggler for years. I can clearly remember my husband (who was a very loving and patient man) saying "Quit wiggling your toes." This usually occurred when we were watching a TV show. I tend to go barefoot in the house a lot. I don't know why it irritated him so much. Apparently he felt that toes should just hang around quietly on the end of your feet. How boring is that. I bet you're wiggling your toes right now. It's hard not to. In the seniors exercise class I attend, we are told to wiggle our toes so it must be good for you. In addition to wiggling my toes, I have another toe related talent. I can cross my toes. The big toe over the second toe, obviously, anyone can do that, but I can also cross my little toe (is it called a pinky toe?) over it's neighbor toe. In fingers, that would be the ring finger. It's probably called something obvious like the fourth toe, in which case, I should say I can cross my fifth toes over my fourth toes. I know you're probably amazed by this. I tend to keep my talents hidden.
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