To the untrained eye the picture above may look like a fairly normal pair of feet.
It has however, just occurred to me as I was painting my nails (what do you think of the shade..) that for the first time in months I have a fully grown big toenail on both feet. Hooray!
Now this is both a happy and sad occasion. Happy because I am now not totally embarrassed by my trotters, I was forced to avoid the peeptoe trend of summer footwear, but sad because having fully grown nails, signifies one thing.
I am not running enough.
Nail loss seems to be a guarantee for me when I am completing long distance runs, it doesn't seem to matter what type of trainers I wear.
My first nail was lost during training for my first half marathon in 2006 and it is always the same nail that falls off. Big toe, left foot, if you really want to know.
Of course a toe without a nail isn’t aesthetically pleasing, my friends frequently remind me how gross my feet are when I am without said nail.
I have to agree with them, but then I have to admit that there is a certain sense of achievement that comes with losing a nail. It is like my own personal pedometer letting me know that I have been clocking up the miles.
And yes, I know I have ridiculously small little toes. I can't help it.
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