Marathon J
More on the specifics on my Sunday run in my next blog, but let this serve as a lesson to you all!
Her in doors is busy packing for the annual holiday, to St Owen, so my high tech running gear is out of bounds, it’s either in the wash or assigned to the packing pile.
I searched and found some alternative clothing, some 10 year old running shorts (yes it’s been that long) and socks. Both fit, albeit in need of a little fabric softener and seemed ok.
Inspired by Marathon T’s goals for the weekend I though I’d attempt 9.5 miles. Approximately 4 miles in to my run, I say approximately because I don’t have a Garmon F305, my legs felt a little tired so I figured that was about 4 miles, anyway, I noticed my left little toe was rubbing on my sock, and try as I might I could not make it comfortable. The rubbing continued for a further 5.5 miles and the result, as I sit here and type is a blister the size of my big toe sat on top of my little toe, so I’d appreciate any thoughts, do I burst it? As in “Run fat boy run” or not? By the way if you’ve not seen that film do so.
Turning to the title of this report, showering after my run, I hurt everywhere and unusually noticed that the pain even extended to my manhood, on closer inspection, I had a case of runners nipple on the old fella! No double-entendre intended.
So let that be a lesson throw your old gear away and don’t be tempted to use it.
Here ends the lesson.
PS
Marathon J walks away from is laptop awkwardly
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