This morning, I woke up at 2 a.m. with my stomach growling. Not the kind of growl you can roll over and ignore. The kind of growl that demands immediate attention. My tired feet padded out of the bedroom, into the kitchen and located the only clean knife left, a few...
long distance running
The runner’s world of toenails
When I started long distance running - like longer than the 3.1 mile courses of high school cross country - I began to hear rumors about toenail loss. Gross, I thought. I can't imagine that happening to me. I'd made it through 15 years of dance...