On Saturday, I ran nine miles! I can't believe I made it! For some reason, the first two to three miles of the run is so hard for me. I feel like I am going to die. I always want to give up and turn around. I don't know why. It is usually cool and I should be well rested. I am breathing heavy like I am about to die. Then I find my rhythmn and figure out I am going to make it. I have no idea what kicks in my brain but something does.
After the run this weekend, I decided to go and have a pedicure. My green toenails were chipped and ready for a change. As the girl was taking the polish off I was reading my People magazine and looked down... one of my toenails had turned a grayish silver color! I about freaked! Nicole had told me it could happen but I didn't believe her. I immediately called her and told I was going to quit running. She told me it may fall off. If it does, we may seriously have to talk about this whole running thing. I'll have to reevaluate my whole shoe wardrobe!(picture to follow soon)
After the run this weekend, I decided to go and have a pedicure. My green toenails were chipped and ready for a change. As the girl was taking the polish off I was reading my People magazine and looked down... one of my toenails had turned a grayish silver color! I about freaked! Nicole had told me it could happen but I didn't believe her. I immediately called her and told I was going to quit running. She told me it may fall off. If it does, we may seriously have to talk about this whole running thing. I'll have to reevaluate my whole shoe wardrobe!(picture to follow soon)
