Friday April 17: The Night I Lost The Bet

Yep. It finally happened. My dead toenails held out for NEARLY 3 months.

Here’s what they looked like 1 month after getting beat up in a rough run:

Here’s what they looked like after about 2 months:

But last night, one of the dead toenails decided to quit life. I felt it shift in my sock. I pulled off my sock, and this is what I saw:

I flexed it over to the right:

After a little tug, it was off:

Pharmie was GIDDY when she learned that she won the bet. Remember, the deal was that she got a 30 minute massage from me if either nail fell off, and I got a 30 minute massage from her if they both stayed on. Let’s just say the news put her in a good mood:

Well, it looks like I’m doing the MDRA Mudball Run tomorrow with 9.5 toenails instead of 10. And it looks like I need to break out the massage oils. Now, please excuse me while I go rub my wife.