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Saturday, April 23, 2011


Shoulda Had Nip-Guards

Ran a race in the rain this morning. Really, really goddamn wet. Which meant that my shirt and jacket got soaked and clung to me. That's embarrassing as it is, having to pull the shirt away from my flab periodically.

But the worst part of that is that the shirt was rubbing up against my sad, tissue-paper-strong nipples the whole four miles. And that means that my nipples have been on fire all day. Ouch.

They didn't start bleeding or anything, which is nice. But, still: ouch.

Tender nipples. My achilles heel.