After yesterday’s poetic entry I felt I should go back to business as usual and let you know that I have sanitary towel chafe-age.
I did a long run on Sunday - 17km- while on my period (period, schmeriod; I’ve never considered changing my running habits because of them). After I was showered and had pottered around a bit something felt off. I mentioned it to Rich, like the towel wasn’t properly unfolded so I had the sticky bit next to my skin but, on examination, this wasn’t the case.
The following morning I ran 7km and, by the end, the strangely odd feeling had started to feel like serous chafe-age. I just wanted to rip the pad out, there and then, but I realised this was probably a little uncouth so I suffered through.
Yes folks. I have chafe marks down there.