I always took great pride in the fact that, although my feet have been trotting up, down, and across trail/roads/sidewalks for a handful of years, they've never once taken on the look of the nightmarish talons I'd seen on other runners.

Welp, this week, that all changed: 3 blisters and several "false start" blisters. One of my toenails most definitely has a bruise beneath it.

I couldn't be more proud.