So, in the midst of this post-run breath-holding, while taking my post-run shower, I promptly knock over a bottle of conditioner right onto the base of my little piggy who had none..... And, he went wee, wee, eeeeee, screaming all the way home to my brain, which promptly registered - great, I think I just broke my toe. The irony of the situation is not lost on me, and the lesson was painfully driven home that, really, why worry about possible running injuries when I have projectile shampoo and conditioner bottles waiting to bombard unsuspecting toe swine?
Luckily, as it turns out, everything seems to be in order. The impact of the bottle itself was very painful, and touching the toe and walking was pretty painful for a bit, too. But then it all bruised up nicely and the hurt faded to just a painful memory. Happily, I was able to run four miles yesterday with no fallout whatsoever.
So, I have to say, I feel a bit like I dodged a bullet on this one, but it does make me wonder if I should rethink the whole summer sandal/Birkenstock/flip-flop thing... Given the number of times I have had a dog or child step or jump on my feet by accident (let alone inanimate objects!), I am wondering if a little more protection wouldn't be in order. Steel toe boots, anyone?