Let the Chafing Begin

It’ started today, the chafing. Only four miles under my belt and my upper thighs have already started what will probably be World War III in my pants. I don’t even house any oil or own a nuclear weapons facility promised to be used only for energy research. Nonetheless the natives are restless. In reality, I’m just short, and will never have the luxury of knowing what it would be like with an overabundance of airflow between the sausages, I mean my legs.

Note to self, buy lube this week…for running.

To-buy lists are very common in my life these days. Once the chafing started this morning I started to add up what else training has been costing me. I’ve made a list of the money I have spent on training for the LA Marathon thus far:

LA Marathon Registration and Roadrunners Training $178
Running Shoes $97
Running Socks, two pairs $15
Running Shorts, three pairs $105
Tank Tops, two $25
Sports Bras, two (one for each boob) $30
Anxiety over an empty bank account $0
TOTAL $450

I know what you’re thinking, and yes, I do have socks and sports bras. It’s just been a while since I’ve been committed to such physical activity. OK so it’s the first time ever. I was even more embarrassed to admit to the shoes salesman that the last time I had purchased a pair of tennis shoes my hymen was attached, and even more shamefully they were of the Sketcher variety. Needless to say, I have underestimated this as such a costly adventure. I thought running was the poor man’s exercise and the obsession of gym nay-sayers and disbelievers. I have a lot to learn and apparently a second job to apply for.

Besides the unanticipated ATM withdrawals, the training has provided a few positive surprises as well. Every time I run I’m accomplishing something because I have never been a runner. This is perfect for the ego and self-confidence, until I own nothing but a shopping cart and work out clothes. I am surprised that my endurance is built up to run four miles already, I am not sure if it was the yoga or one night stands, but my physical capabilities are definitely stronger then I knew.

I’m about to begin my second week of training, I haven’t missed a run yet and I get to eat more then usual. I think I’m going to enjoy this.