As you all know I survived the 20 miler on Saturday!
The recovery for these long runs have been pretty amazing. I wake up the next day with almost no pain at all.
The aches and pain are so minimal that I almost doubt what craziness I put my body through just the day prior.
It wasn’t until late last night that I had glanced in the mirror and noticed this…
My first official marathon chafe!
Okay, I probably shouldn’t be excited about it but I’m pretty sure I’m not going to lose a toenail so this is all I have to make me feel like a “hardcore” marathoner.
It doesn’t hurt one bit either which is even better. Like I said, I wouldn’t have even noticed it except I caught glimpse of it in the mirror and had to do a double take.
The lesson of this story is, that I will need to glide up my body in places I wouldn’t normally for the big day.
So until then, I will just cherish the chafe as a battle wound if you will, of the longest run of my life to date.
To that I say WOOOOO HOOOO!
Who knew a chafe would actually bring a smile to face?
I’m just embracing it for all that it is, a reminder of my journey to date.
Happy running friends!!