Today I vowed to work on a nutrition plan to stop Barry eating box loads of pies and bars of chocolates… But I’ve been horribly distracted by …. Nipple chafing!!! Ooh, I can barely type it without holding my chest in sympathy!
I haven’t been able to stop reading about it and looking at horrendous photographs… I have not posted them because I don’t want anyone reading this to feel as disturbed as I do.
Barry is Hasselhoff-hairy which is a wonderful thing in the real world, But ! The way to combat chafing seems to be a lubricant or plasters… The latter brings tears to my own eyes. What’s he to do?! I’m thinking a waxing might be in order… Thoughts on this pressing matter?
That’s a whole new sponsor challenge right there! People will pay good money to witness that kind of suffering.
I know, but he’d have to be strapped down! First ‘sports style’ massage complete and I’m kicked to pieces.
He wore Vaseline when running today, apparently worked… I think he’s scared of the waxing idea!
Hahaha! Just saw your comment Cam. Damn right – I’d run from GLASGOW to London to see that!