aveda foot relief

It's a cool lotion. It's rich, and nourishing, and refreshing in a peppery way. Of course it's not going to take care of plantar fasciitis or anything of that sort. At best, we can lull our feet into a sense of false security.

I saw this kind of thing for the first time on Paris Parfait's
blog. Paris Parfait lives in Paris and loves antiques and she put up a French vintage clock for a chance drawing. Whoever would leave a comment on that post would have their name included, and she would ship it to the winner wherever he were.

I thought it was cool, but I did not leave a comment, since I don't like clocks. Time goes by without our monitoring it, and I do not believe too much in the essence of time anyhow.

A few weeks later, one night when plotting out my "big runs" over the oncoming week-ends interfered with my falling asleep, I dreamt or just envisioned putting an Aveda foot relief tube up for a drawing. In that half-conscious state between sleeping and waking, it seemed a great idea.

Fully awake, I am not so sure anymore. I mean to a certain extent it must be a gimmick of some kind. But my impulse that night was genuine, and I work for a salon & spa that uses Aveda products, and our poor mangled runners' feet could use some relief from time to time. A little massage, a gentle pampering, a skin-deep soothing at the very least.

So here I am. Whoever posts a comment on this entry between now and April 7th will be entered into a lot drawing. I'll have my boyfriend pick up the slip of paper from a bowl, if I manage to convince him to engage in such endeavor. Somewhere around 3 pm. And then I'll ship it to the winner, continental North America only please, otherwise postage is going to exceed the price of content, he, he.

Here's to our heroic feet!