Thursday, June 26, 2008

A Moment of Silence

I would like us all to take a moment and mourn for my poor toe nail. After a brave battle, it finally died and came completely off. Sniff. She was a good toe nail, but just couldn't withstand the beatings of marathon training. She will be greatly missed...and I will cry every time I paint my toenails...And yet, I totally miss running, and can't wait to get back to beating up my feet. It's a strange thing this running thing does to your mind. Strange indeed.


Lori said...

i'd like to personally say my goodbyes. i saw you tenderly pick and stab at your toe trying to let it go towards the light. i'm glad it had the courage to let go.

i can't wait for you to start running, too! hey...maybe i'll start running again too. ;)

welcome back to blogging, friend!

Erin said...

I painted the skin of my two lost toes...that why they fit in! Ty however only shook his head in disgust or embarrassment I am not sure which

Erin said...

Amanda- Also I love the picture of you and your cute stud MAX