After yesterday's blog post, I hit the shower and got a surprise. I was inspired to write a poem.
perky by mistake
rain, chill, wind: what did y'all do?
rubbed raw the left one
A friend had predicted this would happen, since up until recently I had only worn my "finest, heavy cotton" running shirts. But, having obtained the advanced technical running shirts, I thought I'd minimized the risk. I was wrong. Having only gone 2.45 miles, I got off easy - it wasn't too bad. It looked like a teething toddler mistook me for a meal. There are an array of products on the market for this sort of thing:
~ Choice A ~
~ Choice B ~
~ Choice C ~
~ Choice D ~
Choice A is very practical and affordable. But, I think they would show through my slinky running shirts pretty severely. And they would hurt to take off. Choice C is advocated by many distance runners, but I think they would add machine gun muzzles to my turrets, not attractive. Choice D is clearly the nuclear option and will not be entertained. Therefore, I select choice B. For anyone who doesn't know, brustwartzen is German for nipples, but it literally means breast warts. I just love that German romanticism. :)