Hello chafing my old friend....
You've come to destroy my thighs again....
(to be song to the tune of Simon and Garfunkel's The Sounds of Silence).
I think I may have figured out a very important component to inner thigh chafage: I only chafe when I'm not pouring sweat. Ergo, my sweat is equal to, if not greater than Body Glide in awesomeness, and I should bottle it up and market it. Screw Scarves for PRs, we're talking JerBear Shares Her Sparkly Sweat (for a nominal fee, obvs).
But even better, I got to run in shorts! In January! At night time! It was kind of amazing.
And tonight I got some company on the first couple of my run when Kyle wanted to join me. Yippee! Even better news was that he thought it was a lot easier than last week's run. I think I'm going to keep a training log of Kyle's runs and surprise him with something cool when he gets to 100 miles. I remember how big of a deal it was when I hit 100 miles the first time I started tracking my mileage. And I still have the Fossil watch I bought myself as a reward. And the Brett Favre Jersey for the 200th mile. Ha.
I had planned to just do some easy miles, but then realized I wouldn't have a hard run this week outside of my long run. Since the route is fairly hilly, I decided I would run the hills hard and recover on the downhills and straightaways. It was actually pretty fun and was enough variety that it kept my mind entertained. And I swear to you, some of those hills were like 4-5 blocks long. That's a big hill for this "I heart running on the prairie" girl. I managed to average a 9:05 on the solo portion of my run.
Edited to add: After I hit publish I realized this was my 500th post. I think I had planned to do something special for it, for you all, but obviously I didn't. Remind me in a month, maybe I'll do a random something since I suck.