Check out my terrible chub rub!
I ran the Crescent City Classic 10k on Saturday in New Orleans. ((Lookit my spiffy t-shirt!)) Anyway, I ran-walked with one of the besties since she had mild bronchitis/allergies/knee issues and since I hadn’t run in approximately 7 months (besides the two short jaunts I did around here recently).
We had a lot of fun! Our other friend ran ahead because she was going to be going faster, but the two of us got to truck along together. We tried to run slowly for about 10-11 minutes, and then walk for like 4 minutes, so that’s pretty much what we did the whole way. I definitely needed the walk breaks, but besides that, the race wasn’t as painful as I was expecting. It felt nice to be out there amongst thousands of other runners and walkers!
BUT, even before hitting mile 5, I felt the chubs rubbin’… I had put on body glide in the morning, but I guess not enough. Next time, I gotta wear spandex!! Anyway, we just kept going because there wasn’t much I could do. By the time we finished, my thighs were hurting pretty bad, but I didn’t think much of it. Eventually, i decided to look at the damage, and I realized that I had actually bled all over my legs and shorts. WHO EVEN GETS CHUB RUB SO BAD THAT THEY BLEED? I was so shocked (and kind of impressed with myself if we’re being honest). I bet the race photographers got some shots of the bloody thighs. #awkwarddd
I ended up sheepishly going to the medical tent after and explaining that my thunder thighs had ripped themselves open, and to my delight, no one laughed at me! Just helped me clean up and stuff. So nice.
Anyway, walking hurts now! But I don’t care, it was super fun!
And that is the story of how I ran-walked a 10k after months of not running and ended up with a t-shirt, a medal, and some bloody thighs.