....if I don't count my right heel being occasionally rubbed raw by my, all-of-a-sudden recalcitrant, shoes. Some days they're fine, others, a nightmare. And my experience is that it's worth spending extra money on those swanky, expensive blister plasters (Compeed) rather than own brand. They stick for days, and really help heal the thing. Plus, they're extra cushiony. All good. They work out at nearly a pound a plaster mind you, so they'd blooming well need to work.
But, as I said, other than my bloody stump of a right heel, my first real chaffing issue is my back. Caused by my sports bra of all things. I have a scab in the middle of my back which stings as I start to sweat (lovely image) and it's caused by the clasp of my bra. Since I'm generously boobed, a supportive bra is essential. For "supportive," think straight jacket. And that's not easy to get on, given my now slightly limited range of motion in my right arm since I broke it four years ago. I have to do the clasps up and put it on like a vest, over my head. Yes, I'm eleven again, trying to work a bra! And it's not easy. It's not such a problem to get off thank goodness. On reflection, I think a new bra might be in order.
What's happened to my photos? They've all gone. Hmmmm. Annoying. I'll leave them up for a bit to see if it's temporary.
This morning I did five miles. It took over an hour. I got up at five and that was loads of time. Next week though, I go to six miles on a Tuesday. This is going to get tight for time if I keep trying for before work. At least I'm getting a bit better at going to bed earlier.
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