Thursday, 12 August 2010

The problem is socks

New socks.
Two socks.
Whose socks?
Sue’s socks.
Who sews whose socks?
Sue sews Sue’s socks.
Who sees who sew whose new socks, sir?
You see Sue sew Sue’s new socks, sir.

The problem arose when I realised that my trusty socks were just a little too crusty for yet another run so I grabbed a new pair from my suitcase. "They'll be OK" I said, "afterall I haven't had a problem with these shoes even though they have done about 400 miles trail running."

All this would have been true had it not also been for the rain on my 20 mile epic run on Monday. I noticed a niggle this morning but when I returned from my speedy/hilly 10 km run this afternoon (wearing my trusty old friends) I find that my toenail has lifted and I am down to 9 toenails, this is the first time in nearly 10 months that I have lost a nail... I feel a right newbie at the moment to lose it it such a basic way.

I think I will do what I normally do, ignore it and if it ruptures, tape it up and ignore it again!