I went to my podiatrist this morning to pick up some new orthotics. I thought while I was there, I will ask if he can look at my big toe, which took a bit of a pounding on the hills of Wyoming.
"Yep", he says, "You're going to lose the nail". He then drained off a stunning amount of fluid. A couple of seconds later, he trimmed my nail............... or that was what I thought - well he was trimming it, but all the way down to the quick. He was right, I did lose the nail! (I just didn't think quite so quickly.)
I won't take any pictures, that wouldn't be fair on anyone who stumbles upon this - it doesn't look pretty.
Apparently everything will harden up in a couple of days, just need to soak it in Epsom Salts, and add Neosporin.
I think that now that I have lost a big toenail, I am a REAL Ultrarunner :) It's like a badge of honor or something.
I'm still working on a write up for the Laramie run. Hoping I will get it finished in the next few days.