Wednesday, March 16, 2016

Chafing

Well I told Quentin and Lewis on the run today that when I'm on the start line in London I'll remember runs like this morning as the ones which get you over the line.  Pissing down with rain and pitch black until we got up to North Head.  Was mighty relieved to have their company.

All up 20km in 4:27's.  Felt pretty good this morning.  But the rain made my short sodden and resulted in some nasty inner thigh chafing.  Put some cream on post-bath which looked like pure animal fat. Nice.

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