It's time we part ways

You have been there for me as long as I remember. Every step I have taken you have given your support with almost no complaints. How is it that I have always been so unfeeling, uncaring, and taken you for granted.

I remember when I was just a child we used to play for hours in the grass. Sometimes my mom would complain about your smell, but I wasn't as concerned about that kind of thing though I did hide you away most of the time.

AS I grew older you were always right with me at my high point and the lows. You helped me shoot my first (and only) basket in my youth basketball league. You took the abuse of my first dance steps right with me. You were even there when I had my first kiss!

How hard it is after all this time that it looks like we are at the end of the road and must soon part ways. For you most valliantly helped me attain a PR at the Carlsbad Marathon last weekend. You ran with me every step of the way, and when I was struggling you just kept pushing me along. I can't imagine doing the race without you but I fear the next one I might have to do so. After 3 hours and 40 minutes of grueling pounding your sould blackened and you decided to threaten to leave me.



Farewell dear toenail. It looks like the Carsbad Marathon was too much of a burden to bear!