A few weeks ago...I know common problem with Ironman training is that it takes all the time you ever thought might be 'free' or that you should be vacuuming, raking or cooking...or writing in a blog... I digress...
following a much too long ride on the bike bath that even so was shorter than a well-intentioned coach suggested, I had some major discomfort in areas we don't know each other well enough to discuss. Too much research online will make you sick, you know that right? So convinced I could need surgery, I brought up the issue with my coach.
Go figure, feeling like you're sitting on a golf ball is not uncommon. What to do about it is not common, however.
So, given I had been doing everything else right (I mean I wash my shorts every ride- who doesn't do that? I use lube- Chamois Butter, I get my bike shorts off right away- personally I don't love them really for hanging out)I made an appointment with my dermatologist. You know you're a woman in her forties if you have your dermatologist on speed dial.
While I'm redressing after getting a shot down there, my doc and her nurse admire my legs. "See if we rode our bikes and ran all over the country we'd have legs like that too..." was the conversation on their side of the room. "And you could get shots where the sun doesn't shine too" was my reply...quite a trade off somehow?
I'm more than sure that my mother wouldn't approve of this blog. I'm actually not sure I do. I think it's an out-of-body experience. I wish the saddle issue was too!
I'm thinking that for one more really long ride this year (in Arizona) it's going to be doable and maybe a cortizone shot before would be a good idea but if I don't blog that, figure no news is good news!
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