Trampled Under Foot

My feet are disgusting.  I only have 9 and 1/2 toenails.  And it's summer which means its times for cute little open-toed shoes.  But I don't have cute little toes for cute little open-toed shoes:  I have mutant toes.  I've been hiding my deformed and mangled toes away all winter in closed-toed shoes, but now my 9 and 1/2 toenails are going to have to come out and be seen and judged and mocked.  Poor toes.

I only have 9 and 1/2 toenails because I lost my big toenail on my right foot after running the marathon in October.  And the reason I lost my toenail after the marathon in October was because I lost that same toenail three years ago after the Long Beach marathon and it never healed right.  I've lost other toenails in my illustrious road running career, but that big toenail is a bitch to get back.  As for "losing" one's toenail, I'll skip what the process entails.  Suffice to say that you can't slap a coat of OPI's "I'm Not a Waitress" on a road-race tore-up toesie woesies and expect them to pass open-toe muster.  Stupid marathon.

On the bright side, maybe by the end of summer I'll have 9 and 3/4 toenails.  Just in time to have to cover them up again for the winter!

Workouts yesterday:  1) 2600 swim; 2) 30 minute run
Workout today:  1 hour run