Attention: If you are eating, please do not read further.*
Kyle has been begging to rip my toenail off since it first started to come up off the nail bed. I've jokingly been telling him that maybe I'd let him do it for his birthday. Well two weekends ago, I managed to get the nail caught TWICE on random items within a 15 minute span, and each time almost reduced me to tears. Ok, each time reduced me to 'a' tear. At least.
But the saga continues....... I just looked a bit closer at my left big toenail, only to realize that it's not attached either. Gah. At least this one appears to have heeded my advice of waiting until sandal season is over. Right toe nail? You've officially been put on notice. Bitch. Now I must debate wheter to perform surgery on this one before the half next weekend. EEP!
*I got a few "OMG I just barfed up my cheerios!" the last time I posted about my toenails, so I thought a disclaimer would be nice this time around.
Last long run today after work. I was supposed to do it tomorrow morning but the weather is supposed to be similar to Wednesday morning. Yes, it was SO BAD that I'd rather run today at NOON than tomorrow a.m. Barf.