Monday, June 2, 2008

Loss of a loved one

It finally happened this weekend. After a long and hard fought battle after a serious injury my beloved toenail fell off. Well, it didn't actually fall off, but you get the idea. No pain involved. I think what happens is a blister forms under the nail on a long run such as a marathon. Eventually the fluid goes away and then there is just an empty void. Okay, I could go on but I know some of you are already cringing. I could search the Internet for a good lost toenail photo, but it is Monday morning and I know you are all hating being back at work after a beautiful weekend, so I will be kind.

GREAT run with Christy and Mike. Mike was feeling a little rebellious so we created a new route on the fly. I am finally starting to feel back to normal... hills might be in our future soon!

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