P.S.

On July 3, exactly one month, 30+ miles, two pedicures, and at least one life altering experience after completing the marathon, my toenail that didn't get any roast beef, died and fell off completely. I had stopped thinking that it was going to fall off and I thought I was 100% healed after the big run, but it fell off without my consultation. It looks a bit strange not to have a toenail, but I think that with some extra care and a roast beef sandwich or two, it will grow back in just fine.