Nipples…. yes … Nipples

Well, it’s been a busy weekend but I have to tell you the oddity that came upon me yesterday. It was another cold Georgia day. No sense in trying to ride… it was miserable. Off the Y we went. I decided to try for my 5k PR… shouldn’t be TOO hard… right? Off I go… Shooting for sub 30 minutes. Not happening, but I ran my arse off. Got all hot and bothered… It was good. Well, go to the locker room and realize I had forgotten to take off my wife beater (for those that don’t know, that’s a plain white cotton tank top popular amongst rednecks… though in most redneck cases, they dont wear a shirt over them). Well anyway… to make a long story shorter… my nipples got worked like a rib. My shirt was all bloody and funky. NOT GOOD!

Well, that alone is worthy of typing, but it was the rest of the day that continued into the world of the wacko. You see, we busted our collective mood and headed to Nashville to see Sarah’s sisters. Along the way, any fabric touching my nipples was PAINFUL! When I got there, I asked my sister-in-law (Kari) for some nipple butter. She got rid of all of that after her breast feeding days… so she gave me some butt cream. (Baby butt cream that is). I lathered up the nipples and threw band-aids on them. Now… tell me what is so great about running? Sheesh….

The good news is… now my nipples are as soft as a babys bottom and they don’t hurt! I will say it is strange discussing your nipple issues with your sister-in-laws. Trey, my brother-in-law, was oddly accepting. I guess in his line of work … this was nothing! (He is an ER Nurse).

You are either shaking your head back and forth or laughing hysterically right now. I am not sure which most people will do.

On a much lighter and less personal note… I got a good bike ride in today! That was fun!