The GigaToenail has Fallen
OH MY GOD do you want to see a toenail so absolutely overgrown and destroyed by miles and miles of running that it looks like a fossil?
OBSERVE!
Yes, that is, in fact, a toenail. I can confirm it, as I just ripped it off the middle toe of my left foot.
FINALLY.
That’s the underside of it. The top side doesn’t look much better, trust me…though maybe it does look more like a fossil than the underside.
(Thumb for scale.)
Now I’m down to one – count ‘em, ONE – wonky toenail on my left foot. Once that one falls off, my left foot is going to look more normal than it has in years.
Wild.
BRO MY TOENAIL FELL OFF
Jesus Christ, FINALLY
Okay, so it didn’t actually fall off. I was putting my shoes back on after my run this morning and noticed that the toenail could basically bend all the way back while still attached to my toe by the cuticle. So I thought screw this nonsense and just started twisting it the way you’d twist a stem from an apple.
And it finally, FINALLY came off.
BEHOLD:
Look at that monstrosity. I’ve been carrying that around for…well, technically my whole life…but in monstrosity form, it’s been YEARS. Like, if you look at the “feet” tag on my blog (please don’t), you’ll see this bugger’s been giving me issues since like 2018.
Now I’m…I’m free.
I’m free.
Now I know how the genie in Aladdin felt.
OH GOD THE BLISTER HURTS
OH MY GOD this is the most painful blister I have ever had in my entire life.
Typically when I have a blister on my foot, it will hurt for the first mile or so of a walk and then my body will realize that I’m not going to stop walking because of some measly blister and will turn the pain receptors off. It’s super convenient.
But not this blister.
Not today.
It was feeling a little better during the middle of my walk, but by the time I had about five miles left it was hurting so badly that I was almost crying. And I like to think that I have a pretty high pain tolerance.
(Example: I’ve had to dig chunks of glass out of the bottoms of my feet/toes with tweezers before – no crying there. I cut and removed stitches out of my leg before because I didn’t want to go back to the doctor – no crying there, either.)
OUCH. Maybe if I wrap the hell out of it with bandages/tape it won’t be too bad tomorrow. I have to run on it, too, so that will be fun.
BLISTER
My entire little toe on my right foot is a blister.
Like, almost literally, the entire thing.
I have no idea why I sometimes get blisters but 99% of the time I don’t…it’s not like I alter how much I run/walk by any huge amounts week by week.
Anyway.
IT HURTS.
A Wrinkle in Foot
Today’s walk was COLD and SNOWY and WINDY and I have TRANSFORMED INTO WRINKLEFOOT.
That is all.
iToe
Today, I decided to see if my iPhone would accept one of my toe prints as an additional “fingerprint” that could be used to unlock my phone.
Y’know, for science.
Results (there’s music about half way through, so keep the volume kinda low):
(Would the U of C still let me teach if they found out that this is how I spend my free time?)
(Or is this how profs get tenure?)
Also, I love that my husband can come in the living room, see me pressing my iPhone to my big toe, and not be phased by it.
Note: it does not accept a tongue print.
My Feet: An Intimate Look
When my mom and I were in Coeur d’Alene the other day, we stopped at Fleet Feet and got our feet scanned. I just got my scan emailed to me today, so let’s take a look together! THERE’S NOT ENOUGH OF MY FEET ON THIS BLOG AND YOU KNOW IT.
Here they are from the front.
Fun fact: my left foot is size 6.9 D and my right foot a 6.6 D. This is very strange to me because everything else on the right side of my body is larger than the left side of my body except for, apparently, my feet.
Here’s the view from the top. I don’t know what my right pinky toe is up to, but it looks like it’s trying to break free.
I have wide-ass feet. I already knew this, but now I have proof. The “D” in my shoe size is code for “duck feet” because they’re basically flippers in terms of their width. They’re not the widest, but they’re pretty wide. This is why I keep having to size up in my Kinvaras, because they keep making them narrower with each new version.
I also have short feet (toe to heel length) compared to the rest of the female population, so that’s great.
My feet are pretty similar except in their arches. I have a low arch on my left foot and a high arch on my right. You can kind of see it in the scan.
I also have a low instep height compared to the rest of the female population and narrow heel width compared to the rest of the female population
What Happens at Mile 30 Stays at Mile 30 (warning: gross feet pics)
Walking 30 miles takes quite a bit of time.
It also beats the hell out of my feet. Ready to see?
Gross callouses!
My feet have the consistency of a pumice stone.
I might lose my toenail.
This is the bottom of my foot after walking in the rain for a few hours.
Fun!
Sorry. I know it’s gross, but it’s what’s up with my life right now.
Moscow Dust (Warning: Gross Feet)
I wear little ankle-high socks when I walk. That’s the only time I don’t mind short socks.
Anyway, I walked about 8 miles today and I had these nice little dust leggings by the time I got back home. I would have had to walk more than 20 miles to get the same dust build-up in Calgary.
Must be the dryness.
(Apologies for my gross legs; I didn’t have anything else to blog about today.)
(Also, I have the cankles of a god.)
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