Off the cob and on my toe?!


    As I train for my first 1/2 Marathon in February, I've encountered a few ailments along the way. Blisters, side stitches, cramps, nausea during long runs, achilles tendonitis.. and now - corns. Yep! I have the ultimate foot joke of an issue.
     You have 5 seconds to crack your best corn line.. and GO!
     Now that you have that off your chest, let's get back to business.
     To make matters more "interesting" I have not one but TWO. One on each foot.. on the same toe. (The 4th one if you care to know.. I mean, you're still reading this blog so you must be somewhat interested.)
     I noticed "them" last week. When I was walking it felt like a pebble was in between my toes. They didn't really hurt but I could definitely tell something was up. I didn't give it much thought other than something was in my sock. The week went on and this 'pebble' kept somehow getting in my sock! So yesterday, I examined them and sure enough.. I had a bump. First things first, I consulted with a medical professional, aka GOOGLE. Google confirmed my fear - Corns.
     At first I felt... nasty. Like I was growing two extra toes. I was a freak of nature. Just the word - Corn - made my stomach twist. Then, I felt a sense of pride. "I HAVE CORNS! I'M A REAL RUNNER! GO ME! WOO HOO" That feeling quickly went away when I remembered that corns are gross and I have them.
     I then discussed the issue with my trainers last night who both acted like it wasn't a big deal. This made me feel a TON better. No corn jokes - I can handle this. They suggested getting some medicated pads from the store and move on with my life. YES! I CAN DO THAT! This is just a "bump" in the road. I will conquer the corn! Yeah, that feeling quickly went away when I expressed my issue with my husband. Who spent WAY more than the allotted 5 seconds on jokes. In fact, he pretty well spent the ENTIRE morning cracking jokes on me. He's such a buzz kill....
     Anyhoo, I got my stickers (for lack of a better description?) this morning, popped them on and I'm ready to go! Corns and all!!
     Until they're gone.. I'll wear them like a badge. Yes, I'm a runner. Yes, I have corns. Yes, I'm nasty AND I DON'T CARE!!!!
     Bring on the side stitches, bring on the exhaustion, bring on the corns! I'll take this in stride and wait for the next badge of a runner - losing a toe nail. Ok so I won't be waiting on that badge.. more like dreading.. but that's not the point here.
    

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