Stepped on a shard of glass Monday (long story), hurt like a bitch but I took it out and all was good. Well, until the next day, when I stepped on my foot the wrong way and the same kind of pain came shooting back -- meaning there was still a piece of that shit in my foot.

Took a look that night but couldn't find it, so said fuck it. Everything was good until the walk home today, when early on I removed my shoe to get a pebble out, and in the process triggered a mild form of the shooting glass pain. Thus I was reduced to limping and avoiding stepping on my left heel for the remaining 40 minute walk (was already out of T distance.)
It's weird cause Wednesday and Thursday I was stomping around all over Boston without a care in the world and there wasn't any pain. It needed a specific angle for my heel to land on I suppose.
Finally today after some Frank Reynolds-style foot surgery with a steak knife, that second glass kernel is finally out.

Now I hope there's no more of those fuckers still in there.
