What makes someone feel like a “real” runner? I think I’ve got the answer. Losing one’s first toenail! Yep, lost my big toenail in one big piece yesterday and I feel like a real runner. I knew it was going to go as my toenail had turned black after my first half marathon. It was kind of a fascinating process. First, the black nail, then the nail slowly started separating from the nail bed, and then off it came in one big piece, nail polish and all. Toenails, or lack thereof, tend to gross people out so I’m keeping it covered. But, deep down, the loss of the toenail makes me feel part of the larger running community. What made you feel like a “real” runner?
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