If there is one thing that I’ve discovered about distance running, it is this.
At some point, comfort and practicality will trump self-consciousness.
The evidence: I wore a pair of RSS (Ridiculously Short Shorts) during Sunday’s 1/2 Marathon, slathered my thighs with Body Glide in full view of at least 4 men, and ran like the Dickens. And I did it all with a gigantic grin.
Here’s a picture from the race: