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Ever experience thigh rubbing so painful your legs felt like they’d brushed against a cheese grater? Or cross a finish line, realizing that the spectacle of your blood-streaked shirt is eliciting horror from spectators?
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Well it’s not exactly lonely, but there is a magnificent solitude when you are training for this type of thing. Several years ago (over a quarter of a century in fact), when I used to do some long distance running, one of the things I really enjoyed about pounding the pavement was the opportunity to just clear your head and think about nothing but the next step. 380 more words
It’s possible I have the most sensitive skin on the planet.
And living in Florida where it’s hot and sunny year round, that can be more than a bit of a challenge. 953 more words