True love pains (TMI if you don't like feet)

In hindsight I really should have worn shoes on our walk earlier. I noticed about halfway that I stepped on something painful but didn't know what it was - thought it was probably a rock that left a bruise. Got home, limped around, tried desperately to get it out myself before begging Bryan to try. Thankfully I have a high pain tolerance because the removal hurt quite badly. However, I'd much prefer that to the pain of each step with a piece of metal. Yeesh.

For reference sake, it's approximately the size of a staple. 

Thank you love!