Purple Toenails

My toenails are still sore and purple but I was able to put on my shoes so I decided to give three miles a try this morning.

It felt refreshingly chilly when I left the house at 5:20 with a temperature of 68 degress and 88% humidity. And since it was completely dark out when I started, I wore my new reflective vest which I purchased immediately after last week's pre-sunrise morning run.

I ran slowly (pretty much my only speed) and, though my toes felt better as I went on, the tongue of my right shoe is now rubbing against my lower leg and giving me a small cut. I'll have to remember to put a bandaid on it tomorrow.

It was raining again and I was certain I'd see frogs hopping or slugs or snakes slithering but I didn't see anything. When I first began training in May and June I'd see slugs all over the roads in the morning but now I hardly see them at all. There must be a season for slugs.

The run was fine, though not as enjoyable now that I'm listening to David Rakoff read his Don't Get Too Comfortable instead of Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell. I may have to look for a different audiobook. Right now I'm leaning toward The Italian Secretary by Caleb Carr (read by Simon Prebble!) or The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova.

Tomorrow's plan is to run 6 miles before we leave in the morning for Cooperstown.