Editor’s note: Gentlemen, the beginning of this post is filled with TMI, but not of the fun variety. You’ve now been warned, so I don’t want to hear any complaints in the comments. Proceed at your own peril.
Ladies, I need some advice. Aunt Flo is coming to visit soon and my first half marathon is on Sunday. I don’t think I’ve ever run a double-digit distance during one of her visits, so I’m not sure what precautions to take. Well, besides the usual.
Aunt Flo has already been preceded by Aunt Water Retention, Aunt Headache and Aunt Breast Tenderness. The last one is a real b*tch. My 6 mile run yesterday morning was truncated to 2, mostly because I didn’t want to chance being struck by lightning, but also because of the suffering of my girls. I either need to buy a new sports bra before the weekend or start triple-bagging my chest with my old bras. I know it’s not good to try out new running gear right before race day (holy potential chafage, Batman!), but I think the pros outweigh the cons in this situation. Let me know what you think.
Flying the scary skies
Flying back from the midwest was rather uneventful. Flying there, however, was not. After experiencing a 30-minute delay during the first leg of our flight and a rather long (though planned) layover at O’Hare, my mom and I were well ready to be done with air travel for the day.