The bad news is that further inspection of my Fred-Flintstone-Feet revealed another grey toenail this morning.
No, it is not a fungus. It is the result of my freakishly-fat-feet pounding into the toe of my running shoes for 26 miles.
My left foot took the beating on the tank trails:
It doesn't look too bad, but that second toenail is just floating on a blister right now.
My right foot looks pretty good:
The purple toenail is from a training run.
My feet are nothing compared to the Pacemaker's foot. She has a purple blister the size of a small lime.
Ouch.
Pedicure, anyone?
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