SUNDAY -30Nope. It was a rainy lazy day with Teh German.
MONDAY -318.78 miles, 1:50:54 (12:38m/m)
I had all the guilt about no miles on Monday. I knew I'd be doing a run in the PM. Since I'm a multitasker, I also chatted with Teh MD-AR while I was running, which turned into a lot of walking because she was having difficulty understand my run-speak and I was having trouble breathing and running and talking at the same time. So while I definitely got my miles in, my pace is crap because there was a lot of walking. Additionally, it was hot, so I don't feel bad.
TUESDAY -1Teh German and I opted to go for a motorcycle ride rather that workout. #notsorry
WEDNESDAY -24.19 miles, 40:50 (9:45m/m) + .97, 11:36 (11:59/m)
I have horrible runner's guilt so I pushed out some miles despite the feels like temp being 99 degrees. I thought my pace was actually faster that 9:45, but around mile 3.5 I started to feel the chafing on my underboobs and I was pretty sure I might actually die, which probably significantly slowed me down. I walked for a short bit, but I really wanted to run, so I powered through the pain. THEN I took the dogs on a jog. Yeah, my sports bra was definitely blood-tinged when I took it off before my shower and there were actual screams of death/pain when I got in the shower. It was good I was home alone.
The worst part is that I had slathered on the Body Glide like Teh Motivator had instructed me to get. Looks like the only way for the #chafingsagaof2015 to stop is by me sitting stationary inside until it's no longer unbearably miserable outside.
THURSDAY -3I had wanted to possibly sneak in a short run, but prepping for the weekend meant this didn't happen.
FRIDAY -4I had considered sneaking in a run before Teh German got off work, but it didn't end up happening. It is what it is. Considering #boobchafingsagaof2015, it was fine.
SATURDAY -5Spent the day riding motorcycles with Teh German in NC. I'm considering it a minor workout since there was wayyyy less sweat than a Charleston ride.
I feel like these past 2 weeks I've really hit a running wall. Part of that is the welcome distraction of Teh German, but another part is boob chafing and just being tired of running. I know my 1/2 is in 2 weeks and that I need to get back on my game, but just uuugggghhhhh. I have a 10-12 mile run on the calendar for this weekend and I'm already dreading it. Whatever, I got this.