Is it too much information to share that today my nipples got chafed? I've only heard and read about this phenomenon. Until today, right around mile 5 out of the 9 mile training run. My right nipple started stinging. I have one of those fancy Nike running shirts with moisture wicking material. A lot of good it did. Ouch. I pulled it off and ran shirtless the rest of the way home. I needed to work on my tan anyways. I found some great running trails finally. I wove up Santa Fe, to Ave. Sarmiento, past the Zoo, up Ave Valentin Alsina, around the Lago de Regates and back again. This probably means nothing to you if you haven't been to Buenos Aires, much less tried to run here. It was fantastic though because I didn't feel like a total freak. There were lots of bikers and runners and the weather was perfect! I clipped along at a nine minute per mile pace. Not too shabby for coming down off the flu, or whatever it was that I had. I tried to converse in Spanish with one of the local runners, which went okay except it's hard to understand Argentine Spanish. Me: "Me gusta mucho el parque, es muy lindo! Argentine runner "Grancho courtche bueno sha le caya quando espinache de caminata a la busha de calla?" Me: "Oh, that's a question, uhhhh crap!" This went on for about three miles until I pretended to be too tired and out of breath to speak. What can I say...I tried. I was just relieved to be back on my training schedule, running again and not laying around all feverish. I'm looking forward to going home now, 10 days is a long time to be gone. I miss my little Max and my little Judy. I had a dream that I when I saw Max, he acted all cool and detached. Which made him all the more adorable. I am crazy about that kid.
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