I noticed the other night as I looked down at my feet that one toenail was a little discolored. Upon closer investigation I realized that the toe that had hurt a couple weeks ago while running was now bruised. Luckily there is no pain unless I manage to hit it just the right way, but I'm keeping my fingers crossed that the nail doesn't fall off or at least waits until after Oct. 11th.
Regardless, I got my 5 miles in. It still feels like nothing to hop out for a 45 minute run these days. My Mom reminded me the other day how much I used to hate to run cross country in high school and now look at me. These "short" distances are a piece of cake.
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