Rocky Raccoon

Ok, well I just had a really terrible run. I'm gonna do a little venting and hopefully get it all out of my system so that I can work on a fresh attitude...tomorrow needs to be better. First off it was SUPER humid and muggy this morning; probably the most humidity I've felt since being in Central America. So right off the bat I was dripping sweat like crazy...and stayed that way through the entire run. Somewhere between miles 3 and 4 I was feeling something very wrong in my right baby toe. I wanted to get closer to home before stopping to look at it so I pushed on a bit further; I nearly tripped over/stepped on a dead raccoon that was laying partially in the shoulder where I run. I came up on it so fast and was totally not expecting to see it laying there that I did a little hoppity jump over it...but still managed to step on his tail. EWWWW. It was not there when I ran by earlier, so I knew it had been dead less than an hour. This thing was HUGE...bigger than most dogs...and bloody and SICK. I started gagging uncontrolably and trying not to barf.
Unfortunately I misjudged my distance today and hit the ending 7 mile mark about a half mile away from home. Normally, not too big of a deal...but today of course it was. I finally stopped running and took off my right shoe and sock only to discover 3 gigantic blisters covering my entire baby toe. I wore socks that I've never worn running before, so that's my best guess as to what caused such horrible blisters. I knew there was no putting my shoe back on, so I limped the remaining half a mile back to the house, drenched in sweat and feeling nauceous from my little "run-in" with Rocky Raccoon.
On top of all that I picked today to forget to put bandaids on my arm...(I have been battling runner's rash on the inside of my upper left arm)...and so now I have about the worst case yet. Horribly, horribly painful.
Here's to a better day tomorrow.