And then the building bit me.
I wasn't sure if the nearest entrance was unlocked, so I tugged on the door to see. It was. The door swung open easily....across the top of my foot. I was wearing sandals (see: it was 90 degrees out, above). Fortunately, the leather strap stopped the door before it did any more damage than this, which is still plenty for me:
(WARNING: YUCKY IMAGE AHEAD, INCLUDING HAIRY UNSHAVEN TOE HAIR)
|Yes, I have stubby toes.
I have stubby everything. They match.
This is what it looked like this morning after a little bit of debridement and irrigation. Yes, I'm going to lose that torn nail, probably--hopefully--before the week is out. Yes, that's a pulpy mess on top of my toe where a toe used to be.
And yes, I have my first ultramarathon in two weeks and two days.
It's gonna be awesome, y'all.
(PS: it's true. Hydrogen peroxide really does get blood out of everything. Including leather sandals.)