After 550 miles of training under my belt I was able to complete The San Francisco Marathon and walk away with sore quads. Everything else felt pretty good. Last night I was putting my suitcase back into it's place in the garage when I stubbed my toe. Correction. Toes. I ripped up three toenails and yes, they started bleeding.
After a few carefully chosen words (the kids were around) the pain subsided and I went limping off. Go figure. All those miles without a single blister then wham! Might lose a few toenails because of this. Feel like such a knucklehead.