Back in 2007 after I ran the Virginia Beach Rock N Roll 1/2 Marathon (my first ever), one of my toenails turned black, and then fell off after a few weeks. At the time, I sort of looked at is as a badge of honor. 'Look at me! I'm a real runner now...I lost a toenail!'
A friend of mine joked that I could just paint the skin (which I did) and no one would ever notice (they all did of course, because I told them). It grew back, and while never the same, it also never fell off again, even though I continued running.
After the Shamrock 2 months ago, my nail turned a fun purple color, but stayed put. Same nail - the toe NEXT to my big toe on my right foot. However, I noticed the last couple of days that it didn't feel very attached, and I was right. Off it came today, and now I'm missing a toenail JUST as summer is starting and demanding I wear sandals. Ugh. R was really funny about it though. She was very interested in my missing nail (as she tends to be interested in all things I wish she weren't). She proceeded to tell me that I had to wash it, put some of that creamy medicine on it (Neosporin) and a band aid. Then she wanted me to wear only flip flops on my right foot so I wouldn't hurt it. Very cute. Instead....I went for a run. I did take her advice and put a band aid over my toe first.
I told D this morning that I was going stir crazy running around home, and was likely going to go somewhere else today to get my mileage in. He was cute and looked up a new place for me to check out. It's the Chesapeake Arboretum not too far from home. A and M are off with their friends at the Chesapeake Jubilee (like a carnival that's an annual celebration of Chesapeake, VA's birthday), and D had just left with R to see the new Shrek movie, so I thought it would be great timing to run. Off I went to the new location to run on the trails.
Good news - it was very shaded, and even though it's only in the low 80's, I appreciated the tree coverage. It was also very pretty - a sandy bottom stream, lots of greenery, and a cushy wood chipped trail. I saw more wildlife than I generally like and squealed a few times when big lizards ran over the trail, and grossed out a bit the few times I saw these monstrous beetles. I imagine if anyone else was on the trail when I did that, it must have amused them greatly.
Bad news - there was such a big canopy of large trees...that my Garmin wouldn't pick up the satellites, so I have no clue how far I went. My guess is 4ish miles based on the amount of time I was running. I also got lost - none of the trails were marked, and I'm not smart enough to look for natural markers to let me know if I was on the same trail for the return trip back to where I parked. I dumped out by a subdivision for a bit, ran through it to admire the really nice houses, and then turned around to head back through the trail in what I hoped was the right direction. I wasn't panicking, but did get a bit weirded out when I realized I wasn't recognizing anything and had no idea where I was. The trails kept splitting off, and I didn't know where I had turned around. Eventually, I kept to a trail that let out onto a road not too far from where I entered the trails to begin with. So all in all, it was a nice run, but I probably won't go there again unless it's just to walk with the kids and admire nature.
Breakfast this morning was some black coffee and a dish I made up of Quinoa noodles, peas, green beans, and chickpeas. It was tasty and I certainly had the right energy for a run.
So now, I am going to do some yard work. The bushes in front look hideous and it's about time I do something about it. The weed whacker is dead and gone, but I'm hoping to convince D to go buy one....