Ran my 6k route today. It was tough-going, really tough. Felt tired almost the whole way and it was a mental struggle to keep pushing. In the end I made it, but only barely. I was really going at a pathetic plodding speed - the sort of speed where you're basically walking. But with more effort.
And, earlier in the day I bought some Vaseline! Yup. My brother bought some too after I insisted he was going to need it if he was going to run the marathon (which he is, in December). And I also got mocked mercilessly for having chafed while running 5k. Hmph. Some people chafe more than others, ok.
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that is mean.... hide his vaseline and that'll teach him
well actually he wasn't the one who mocked me... heheh.
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