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A Face of Determination

Um, or something like that.

I got my race pics.

You know how they’re usually pretty good and you all wonder how I get decent race pics?

Yeah, not this time.

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Was I running through a sandstorm?

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Did I eat a lemon halfway through the race?

[Side note: the Camelbak chafed me again. Looking at this picture, I can see it’s bouncing up and down. I need to tighten it–this is clearly moving around a lot.]

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Gritting your teeth totally makes you run faster, right?

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The faster I stop my watch, the better my time will be.

Tonight, I have my first and only run between these races, and I am psyched for it. So, while I’ve signed up for a few more races, I’m definitely going to try to enjoy them rather than focus so hard on a time. I’m also going to use this time between now and July (when I’ll begin to train for the NYC Marathon) to get my eating, strength and cross-training back on track and get in better shape again.

Why You Really Need BodyGlide

A few weeks ago, I bought a Camelbak.

I wore it on every long run between then and my half-marathon Sunday, and I had no problems with it.


Then I ran in it for exactly two hours, one minute and 41 seconds.

You may never have noticed (and I actually can’t find a picture that shows it), but I was born with a mole on my neck. It never really bothered me, so I never had it removed. That, and I am pretty afraid of needles and medical procedures, beyond donating blood and procedures I am put under for (what I’m not awake for can’t hurt me, right?!) But after my half this weekend, the camelback left my neck raw and my poor mole dangling for dear life.


So today at lunch I manned up and got it removed. What do you know? After all that freaking out, it took about two seconds to actually remove, and the needle to numb my skin was the worst of it–although the smell of burning flesh maybe wasn’t so much fun.

Moral of the Story #1: Nothing is ever as scary as you make it out to be.

Moral of the Story #2: Use. Body. Glide. On. Anything. That. Might. Get. Irritated. While. Running.

Moral of the Story #3: There’s not much sexy about running.