Brush up against the buffet you hushed donkens. Welcome to the Blind Buy Podcast.

If you're a brand new listener, I suggest listening to some earlier episodes.

And if you're a seasoned listener, what's the crack? You're not a story.

Thank you for the lovely feedback. For last week's podcast, with my fantastic guest, Emma Dabbery,

in which we spoke about race and history and anti-capitalism and race as a social construct,

who's very enjoyable. And you seem to have enjoyed it too.

I've been returning to running. I've been able to run a bit more. I've had a balax of an Achilles heel problem.

For over a month. But I've been working on some exercise for this. I've been resting it.

And I got myself no fucking running shows. And I didn't think my all running shows were in shit

because they were quite new. But I didn't factor in the fact that I've been running more because of the pandemic.

I haven't been able to go to the gym. So my running shows wore down.

And without me knowing it, we're creating unnecessary stress on my feet.

Why am I talking about this? You might be thinking. You know.

Is there a set of legs down in Limric that don't belong to you that have any impact whatsoever on your life?

No, there isn't. You don't have to be concerned with somebody else's legs. You have enough on your plate.

I'm speaking about this as a public service announcement.

Because if you're a seasoned runner, you'll know this. But if you're no to running,

you have to take footwear seriously. You have to take footwear seriously.

Your legs don't want to be running all the time. They're really don't. Your fucking knees don't want it.

Your shins don't want it. Neither do your ankles, especially running on concrete if you live in a city.

So I got myself no fucking runners because my old ones were worn out without me knowing about it.

And they were making shit of my fucking ankles. And it was actually the runners that were stopping my ankle from healing.

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