Life Lesson -
Toothpicks are for your mouth, but if you regularly put your foot in your mouth, its just a matter of time before a toothpick ends up in your foot!
I'm so glad I did the random things that make me happy post last night because shortly after posting it, I was not so happy.
Brian stepped on a toothpick, got about half an inch of it wedged into his big toe joint, and broke it off in there. In a moment of "we really cant afford a hospital bill right now", we attempted (for about 2 seconds) to dig it out. We're geniuses. Digging a toothpick out of a large joint in a runners foot??? Smart, no??
By 1 a.m. this morning it was out, professionally removed at the hospital, one stitch, a tetanus shot, and some antibiotics, and he's sound asleep still this morning. It is, unfortunately, the same leg as his strained calf muscle, which already last night was hurting again because of walking with his foot rolled out to the side to avoid using his big toe. Poor guy.
An injured runner is not a happy camper, lets hope a doubly injured runner isn't doubly unhappy. I told him this just forces him to be off long enough that his calf will heal all the way, forced down time. He has not ran for almost 2 weeks now, probably going to be at least another 2 weeks. If we get inside the 10 week window before Diablo, and still no running, we will have to start rethinking a few things.
I'm going to go re-read my "Random Happiness" post now : )