Please May I Have Another?

How I felt on my run this morning... Pinned Image
Gotta love days like these!


Let's Talk...Butt Crack Rash

One of the most common searches that hit my blog from the Internet is a post I wrote with the words 'butt crack rash'. For some reason or another, I can't find it in my blog anymore. But anywho..it was simply about having a rash after a marathon I ran.

In the previous blog I simply touched the surface (ewww...) on the subject and didn't go into too much detail as to why I had it. I thought I would clarify since there were so many hits on this subject...

Now...before some of you get too excited...this is butt crack rash pertaining to running and the rash you obtain from the friction of your booty. This is not for great insight into symptoms or treatment for other reasons to have butt crack rash pertaining to STD's or other undesirables. But...if you are needing information on that subject, I know just the person to get you in touch with. Her name is...That calls for a real ewww...Be careful out there.

Now for running butt crack rash...

It is a rash you obtain from the friction of clothes against the body. This is due to the repeated back and forth motion on your skin for a long distance over a sustained period of time on skin that is not used to that type of friction. Depending on what your body is used to, rash can occur at any distance your body is not accustomed to. It can also take place if you have some new garment against the body that again, your body is not familiar with.

To help alleviate this, I use Vaseline or Body Glide in this particular area to cut down on the friction. Again, for those lubing up in this area for any other reason besides running...this is not your blog. Snicker...Snicker. But for running long distances...this works. I also Vaseline my feet/toes and around the bra line area. This will really help from becoming chafed in these areas on your run.

However...be sure not to glob on too much. I once mentored a girl who told a story of such:
I ran my 18 miles on the trails. After my run, I went to the grocery store in my running clothes to pick up a few things. As I stood in line at the checkout stand, I had a lady lean over and whisper to me as she was pointing to the back of my pants. She proceeded to tell me that I 'may have an issue'. I'm sure she was thinking maybe I had started my period. As I was getting ready to tell her, 'no...it's from the Vaseline I slapped on my ass (for running this morning)'  I decided against it and thought it would be better for her to think I had started my period instead of lubing my butt with Vaseline before 10 am on a Saturday morning!

Honestly...this story isn't mine. But it cracks me up every time I think about her telling the story. Lesson learned. Don't glob too much or it will soak through your clothing

So...there you have it.
Got butt crack rash (from running)?


Half Marathon Bahama Mama

Our first night in Nassau we decided to walk down to eat dinner on the ocean.

This is a photo from the highest point on the island at one of the forts near the Queen's staircase.

A view from our room.
This was perfect as the races started right outside our door.

After I finished the half marathon, I walked down to the beach to do a little leg soaking in some cool, salty water to ease the pain of not training. Then I went back to the hotel room, got cleaned up and came back to sit on the beach waiting Doug's arrival in from the marathon. Not a bad place to hang out if I must say myself.

Doug just steps away from the finish line.
Great job babe on yet another marathon!

Why, yes, I think I would like a fruity drink. How about two, please?

Our bartender on the beach.

Drink up...

I thought I might just get by without seeing any hair braiding, but no...

A good time was had by all at Senor Frogs...balloon hats (you'll have to visit Doug's blog for that picture)...free shots...I think Doug had an equivelent of three shots at one pouring...dancing...we even met some people from Ogden, Utah. One of our favorite marathon destinations. It just so happened that one of the guys we met helps put together the marathon. Small world.
This guy is making up some ceviche for us. Yumm...it was delish.

Just hanging out...

Ahhh...warm sun...palm trees...the ocean...

Ohh...so to the race then...
It was put on really well. I think this was their 3rd year and I was rather impressed. It was a small field, not a crazy amount of people. Water stops were handled very nicely. The volunteers were great. The course was almost all along the beach (at least for the half marathon). The best part was Doug running the first 9 miles with me before the half marathon course split from the marathon course.

And...they had drawings. You had to be present to win, so as I sat on the beach soaking in the sun, talking to new friends I'd made, I heard them state they were drawing for the grand prize...a two night stay to Atlantis and dinner for two at Bobby Flay's restaurant. Might you guess whose number was drawn?
Whoot! Whoot!


I Don't Know...

I don't know what beach this is...
I don't know what day this is...
I don't know if I've packed enough clothes to wear...
And I don't care.

The words I'll be singing later this week as Doug and I head to...the Bahamas!

The Kansas weather has been outstanding thus far this year and we've been very fortunate. However, I'll be happy to trade the barren trees, brown grass and dry itchy skin for some sand between my toes, palm trees and the taste of salt water on my tongue from the ocean breeze.

We signed up for the marathon months ago, thinking that would kick start my running. Why, oh why, don't I learn my lesson? It didn't work. Days...weeks...months came and went. And...nothing. So...I'm going to run to the half.

I don't know how...And I don't care!

Here's to sun...sand...surf...and running


A New Year

What better way is there to ring in the New Year than with great friends and the love of your life? How about meandering home early after the New Year rings in to grab a couple hours of Zzz's in order to wake up to a beautiful, sunny, 39 degree morning.
To. Go. For. A. Run.
Very refreshing.
A cleanse.
Exactly what this girl needed to start anew.

I've always thought it was somewhat hokey to 'start fresh' on New Year's. Why not have started it last week or a month ago? Well...for whatever reason, I haven't been able to get my booty in gear for running. I think about it every day. Every day. But didn't have the 'umph' to get myself out the door. I am praying, after today's run, that has changed.

Waking up to the sun shining. Doug by my side. The two pups sprawled all over our king size bed, obviously needing more room, made me smile as I crawled out from under the covers, feeling excitement and ready to start the day. A new year.
The parking lot is packed as we pull in to the parking lot for the New Year's Run. How fun! There were over 250 people out to run this morning...the die hards, mom's with their strollers, the peeps you see at every race you attend, new faces, families and friends. Along with the sun beaming down, warming my face, seeing everyone out today warmed my heart.

Everyone takes off to travel their own distance at their own pace. This isn't a race, just a fun run. Laughter and chatter fill the sun kissed air. The smiles, head nods, hello's, the sweat, the burn, the sun...makes me crave another mile.
I love this.
I love this.
I really love this.