I've got chipped polish, broken nails and scratched hands from perpetually futzing with tires and chains. Crazy hair, frizzed from too much chlorine and sun and being crammed into rubber bands and bike helmets. Legs dotted with bright red mosquito bites. Mysterious little bruises and scratches just about everywhere. A seemingly indelible grease stain on my calf. Deeply tanned arms with a white wrist monitor stripe. A screaming white body from knees to neck, punctuated with little spots of sunburn in the oddest places.
It's official. I've got triathlete disease.
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Hee hee! Then I've been diagnosed, too....as evidenced by the oozing mess of my left knee...:)
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