MY BLACK TOENAIL AND HOW IT CAN SERVE YOU

Recently after UTMB, I had a black toenail. Now when I have a toenail that looks like it's coming off (a by-product of ultra-running), I don't wait. 

I'll get my scalpel blades out and get to work.
I am cutting, slicing, and pulling until the thing comes off. 
It's hard to do, and it hurts like hell. It leaves you with an open wound that is tender and painful.

Over the following days and nights, the nerve endings dull, the pain subsides, and the open wound heals. Over the coming weeks and months, a new nail forms and grows over the wound. It is fresh, and it's functional.

People ask me why I do this. Why don't I wait until nature takes its course (if it ever will)

My response:
The nail is gone. It served its purpose. It's no longer adding value. By removing it, I am making way for something better. Something stronger. 

Cutting out something that has been there for a long time is difficult.
It's painful,
It's raw and tender,
But….
It's only temporary,
By taking action, I make way for something else.

I think there is a metaphor in there for life and relationships.

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