Hump Day Giveaway: Putting the Squeeze on Shin Splints
Please tell me I'm not the only one gritting my teeth over this adorable mama-baby squeeze.
With the possible exception of the constrictor snake family, the act of squeezing is universally good. Popping a pimple is oddly satisfying; freshly pulped oranges make any breakfast five-star; clearing out your closet—and eliminating the make-me-feel-awful-about-my-body jeans from six years ago—is seriously effective mental medicine; doing Kegels helps your lady-bits return to their pre-baby firmness (well, okay, not quite); and you can’t go wrong with a hug, especially when it’s given by a dirty-fingernailed, rumple-haired kid.
As many of you know, compression also helps muscles spring back after a tough run. RecoFit, a Boulder-based company founded by a mother runner who craved relief from shin splints, knows this better than anyone. And, being a female-run business—read: craftiness is in the company DNA—RecoFit has upped the ante with these brand spankin’ new calf sleeves, which incorporate pockets for removable, moldable ice packs. Particularly helpful for shin-splint sufferers, the sleeves incorporate two of the four key components of RICE—rest, ice, compression, and elevate—are covered. (And if you rest and elevate while wearing them, you’ve got a home run.)
A seriously *cool* idea for relieving shin splints
We’ve got three pairs of RecoFit’s brand spankin’ new sleeves to give away to readers. All you have to do is answer this question: If you squeezed your drenched sports bra after a run, what good things would be found in the sweat that drips out? Odor of determination? Stench of speedwork? A waft of revitalized-woman? Click on the word “Comments” at the bottom of this post (it’s a hyperlink) on our website, and let us know.
P.S. These sleeves are so new, they’re not even up on RecoFit’s site yet. But if you—or your shins—can’t live without them, you can e-mail recofit at gmail dot com and order yourself a pair. And, if you like the RecoFit Facebook page before you email, you can get 25% off your first order, bring down the price of the $60 ice + sleeves to $45 (+$5 shipping and handling). Yup, love the craftiness.
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Drips of possibility. I always tell myself that unless I cannot breathe or I am in pain, that my run is possible–I just have to put my mind too it–no matter the distance, pace, or time.
Btw…you come up with the most unique comment questions!!
The stink of a bad-ass mother runner!
Interesting question for what looks to be a very cool product.
My answer: Stink stank stunk.
equal parts exhaustion and elation
Tears from the fat cells crying….
I immediately thought of this when I read the question
Oh I’m still suffering from on and off shin splints – I want these! I’ve never been a winner yet….C’mon…big money, big money! ;o)
If I were to ring out my sports bra it would drip out a few ounces of mindless banter, another few ounces of TMI Tuesday tidbits, and lots of appreciation for being able to run on my own two legs with some amazing women here in Okinawa, Japan!
Essence of Elation
Drips of self respect
Last night’s ice cream melting away.
All my frustration, worries, stress, and all the negatives I sweat out on a good hard run- that’s what would come out of my sports bra!
What drips from my over the shoulder boulder holder…..AWESOME SAUCE!
During a good run I sweat out all the problems and issues I have going on. I love running alone so I can do some of my best thinking.
The smell of frustration leaving my body.
My sports bra was dripping of mile repeats and the satisfaction that I nailed them yesterday! Towards the end I kept repeating “I’m a BAMR” in my head and it helped me finish!
Drips of wish I’d pushed harder! Dealing with a sports injury and hate having to back off the long runs
Lately the stench of failure. I have been depressed and down about not working and being rejected for positions. Sweating and running makes me feel good and gives me back my self-esteem, removing my doubt.
Eau de Endorphin Rush!
Sanity tonic is running through my sweat after every run these days. It keeps me together when dealing with an angry 2 year old, struggling to talk.
The sweet smell of sanity restored!
Sweat drips of happiness…because I completed yet another run & I can do it!
Right now I can’t run because of a knee injury, so after a painfully short walk, not dropping a single tear of sweat I hear a faint voice reminding me:
As long as you wake up breathing, it’s a good day.
GBA liquid awesome drips from my sweaty sports bra!
the smell of accomplishment!
the smell of success!
All of the frustration, stress, and fatigue that I have left behind on my run.
Liquid of loving my run and the sweat of satisfaction from knowing I gave it my best. I think you’d also find tears of relief from my students because getting my run in makes me a much happier person in the classroom.
All of the crap from the day…stress, aggravation,annoyance, etc, etc,etc! A good run/workout gets it all out so you can start fresh the next day!
it would drip with pride…pride that I found time for me, pride that I run at all, pride that people support me so that I can run!
Defeated anxiety, conquered self-doubt, and the last remnants of body underappreciation!
After a good long run: determination, perseverance, stubbornness, renewed sanity, clear mind, focused thinking, clearer dreams, visions and plans, gratitude. A cleansing sweat to (at least temporarily) wash away tension, negative self-talk, anger, sadness, fear.
great question! My answer: dips of self acceptance, the bi-product of the runners high.
I leave all my problems of the day. I leave the burden on my shoulders and am ready to start on building the next ones
you would see the sweat of exhileration and accomplishment and maybe find a piece of gum and my key (always put them in my bra)
Well, besides a ton of sweat (seriously, it’s somewhat disturbing how much I sweat), you would probably find my emotions of the day. I run to relieve stress and achieve that “Runner’s High,” and I run also when I’m extremely happy–like yesterday! I just love to run.
All the nasty thoughts that can drain my self confidence.
Drips of determination and perseverance from finishing my runs, along with lots of stress-related issues that are magically gone after a good run.
Blood, sweat and tears baby!!!
I would totally squeeze out all the anxiety and moodiness I was feeling before my run!
Glitter. Because I’m a freakin’ ROCK STAR! Lol!
Waves of satisfaction, self-respect and dreams of the next medal I’m going to collect!
Drips of pride, satisfaction, and happiness
Two margaritas and some chips and cheese dip!!!
If it was that drenched, I’d say torrents of tears….not from crying or pain or sadness, but from being so freakin happy and proud that I was able to achieve so much.
A puddle of accomplishment.
Lots of love… for the run, for me, for my amazing family and for all my new found running friends.
The strength to be an awesome mom, wife and overall woman!
If you squeezed my sports bra, one of the pads might fall out. The situation is that bad, folks. Oh, and the sweat would be a mix of all my kids’ leftovers I ate the night before and the herbal tea that is my bedtime ritual.
Drenched with weakness, that has been replaced with strength!
I am loving the responses!
For me, you’d find drips of doubt, frustrations and weakness. Running helps balance these out by leaving me with confidence and strength.
If you wrang out my bra after running with my BRB you’d find gossiplicious sweat and smell of a relaxed mom.
A shower earned in pre-dawn darkness and a job well done; a momma ready to take on the day!
Drips of a new momma on a mission!
Sweet Stinking Sweat!
You would find a hint of lemon smell from my body spray. Hopefully no BO!
I squeeze out all the frustrations and worries that I just ran off my mind.
Scents of satisfaction!
I sweat a lot so it would be a puddle of pride, happiness that I found something I love (running), and depending on the day/run some “oh yeah baby you’ve got this” or “relief that I got my miles in even if it was not pretty”.
Stench of stress, it all comes out of me when I run
the cares, worries and concerns would drip away. Replaced by confidence and renewed determination.
My running bra drips MOTIVATION…i get up at 4:30 am every day (even weekends) to run so I can get back before my family wakes up, so I can have time with them before I go to work. Motivation, baby.
what technically can be described as post-baby hormone stink … my husband says Pond … I’d like to think it’s my super hero odor shield that allows me to repel punk-ass kids and yuckipants who are out to harm me or my family!
stress and doubt…. they somehow manage to go away with every morning run so I can start my day motivated and strong!
Yikes! That would be stank of stress and determination, ending with happiness that I got it done!
Sweet smell of triumph. Drips of accomplishment. Wet with pride.
In the sweat would be a mama who worked her tail off and now feels rejuvenated!!
The stinky sweet smell of personal satisfaction and accomplishment!
Satisfaction for all of my accomplishments!
strength, pride, and a sense of accomplishment! Still a little disbelief too, that I can actually run that far!
Rivers of stress that I’ve left behind!
Concentrated strength, both mental and physical.
A stench of a smile, a drop of determination, and a whole lot of hope… everything I give during a run!
Eau do toilette of Pain and weakness, Essence of Joie de vivre, and a little bit of that essence of Sara Lee cheesecake bite I indulged in.
The smell of stress melting away…and probably coffee as I drink a lot!
Happiness that I did something great for myself today!
Stress-and-anxiety-turned-liquid-bliss from a happy, relaxed and refreshed mommy.
The evidence of motivation to fit my run in while juggling everything else as a mother.
Perseverance, pride, and panache would be found in the sweat that drips out!
pride. i never would have guessed that i would be a runner, but i’m doing it. and while i don’t do it like i should, each run gives me a new sense of pride in myself
Sweet victory sweat. Powerful overcoming perspiration. Wild carefree wetness.
Drops of satisfaction. I usually feel that after I’ve gotten a run in – even when they are bad.
it would be the sweet (sweat) of satisfaction and determination! I do not ever “glisten” I sweat and I love to sweat a ton! Ringing out sweat makes me very happy because it is liquid proof of how I am transforming myself every day into something better – a better me, mom, wife, friend, everything!
Oh my, just thinking about these squeezing my shins makes me feel better! on the other hand thinking about my sweat drenched under things does not make be feel better, nor creative when it comes to naming them. All i can think of is EWWWWWWW!
sweet smelling satisfaction with a bit of sanity, pride, possibility, crabby moods
You’d squeeze out all of the negative feelings/bad mood of the day. That’s what gets left behind when I run. Love a drenched sweaty bra after a run…one of the biggest highlights of my run is coming home to see how wet it got. Nerdy and gross, yes, but a good visual of that effort is such sweet satisfaction.
Two word – STRENGTH & POWER!
I would squeeze out all the stresses from the day.
Proof.
That I worked hard, had fun and am ready for whatever my day brings.
Power, determination, pride, tears and satisfaction!
My stinky sweat which would mean a good run!
You’d find joy, determination, perseverance, and a little bit of sanity. If only I could bottle all that up to use when potty training my 3-year-old gets tougher than I’d like!
drips of strong, determination,nothing gonna stop me sweat.
I really need those socks shins are killing me.
Eau of de-stress. I always feel way more motivated after a run.
Out with the bucket load of sweat: fear, self-doubt and impatience.
All the stress I finally let go of around mile 7. Also a little breast milk.
you’ll find nothing but a stain of what was once the sweat of frustration, anquish, stress and tears… because I left everything out on the road!
What drips from my bra? “I will do this is unless it kills me”, “Think of all the fat you are burning”, “I must be crazy” and “Long Beach, here I come!”
My sports bra would wring out all the stress and worries of the day leaving me feeling great post run!
It would be drops of satisfaction for getting out and working my body. Also included would be stress leaving my body, calories burned and any other bad toxins in my body. I have suffered from shin splints and they are the worst. It feels like they will never heal when you have them.
Sandi
Great question! All of the doubt that I have about being a mother runner. Yes, once again I proved that although I might be slow, I can still run!
Creativity…I can wring it out on a blank page after a good long run.
My sweat is made up of the frustrations of the day, worries about how I’m raising the boys, worries about how I am doing as a mom, wife, employee or friend, worries about my family or friends that are having difficulties, thinking and planning for coming events or projects … it’s all in there. Running and sweating just works the worry and bad out and leaves the good stuff behind, so I am ready to take on the day!
the frustrations of life, the one too many cookies, and the I can’t attitude.
Depends on the run..
Sometimes it would be the sweet smell of success..other it would be the stinch of laziness
Sanity being restored and craziness leaving my body
The stink of stress overpowered by the sweet smell of self respect
The sweet smell of pride in a job well done.
Roses and butterfly’s, that’s what ladies stink like
The pungent odor of persistence. I’m a really slow runner, but I’m steady.
Soaked with attitude and awesomeness!!
today it will be the stench of sweat earned from hill repeats. And probably a little rainwater….it’s looking wet out there. These sleeves would sure come in handy when I run the half marathon I’m training for….after a 2000 ft. gain in elevation, followed by the 1800 ft descent, I’m gonna need some shin relief!!
drops of salty pride!
If you squeezed hard, it would prpbably yell something like, “don’t make me say it again, don’t ….. your sister!!!” The sweat releases the urge to sound like my mom!!!
The satisfaction of knowing that you did it…something is always better than nothing!
Ha! What would wring out of my sports bra, post run? Besides a whole lot of stinky sweat, you could find my ID, my car key, my iPod…one of few times it pays to be on the busty side. And to think, I used to use my bra to sneak around mini bottles of alcohol in my younger years…
a sense of renewed energy and enthusiasm (and patience!) to spend the day with my four kids.
The sweat from after a run for me would be remove sweat to make room for toned muscle!
The tears of pain I’ve not cried over the years. From losing my father, not finding Mr. Right, the pain I endure running, the stress I won’t let go of…
the scent of satisfaction! these look like a great product.
Pretty much essence of pure stubbornness.
The smell of determination, fabulosity (that’s a word right?) and hard work.
Drips from my stress I worked off during the run!
Drops of satisfaction and relief for getting through another run. Full of endorphins and self satisfaction, I can get through the rest of my day.
…stress and satisfaction!
Pride, determination and anxiety.
I’ve been running for a long time but it has only been in the last year or so that my jog bra has actually been full of sweat after a good workout. I used to be able to wear one for a full day and then put it on the next day and not think twice. Don’t know what the change is but I’m hoping that it means I’m sweating maturity and becoming a lean, fit machine in my older age
I love peeling off the sweaty gear. It shows commitment, love, health. One, I love that I’m healthy enough to run X many miles. Two, I have a commitment to myself and training for the upcoming 50K. Three, that I love myself enough to stay active and, boy, I feel good!!!
Drops of Tough Tonic!
The smell of liquified fat cells that I have shed during my run!!
I sooo need these!!! I suffer from shin splints and have had a stress fracture in each shin over the past few years!!! Please pick me!!
My sweat would wreak of many TMI conversation with my BRF!! And lots of other good girl talk!
All the grouch, impatience and anxiety that I leave behind with every step on my runs. Grrrr!
I’ve been searching for a shin splint solution. Brilliant!
Stress, stress, stress–it just melts away when I run!
My post-run bra has a glistening glow. It smells earthy and raw. I feel strong when I smell the dried leftovers and I remember that when I’m running I’m in my most natural state: beautiful, free from stress and frustration, and light on my feet.
If I squeezed out my sports bra after a good run it would be a mixture of the stench of satisfaction, the aroma of superwomanhood, and the drips of stress just falling away.
a puddle of satisfaction…look at what I can do, AND I do this because I enjoy it!
Smell of a job well done
If you wrung out my sports bra you would find the essence of a 20 something mom, trying to reconcile who she was with who she wants to be.
satisfaction and pride, of completing a tough workout and knowing i am getting closer to my goal…
If you wrung out my sports bra after a hard run contained within those fluid drops would be the molecular equivalent of Shell which is confidence, pride, determination, selfishness, honesty, loyalty and links holding together the atoms of love and hardwork. Nice to think I leave little drops of me every where I run.
Pride that i finished inspite of self-doubt, and fat cells taking me to my target weight goal.
Mixture of the self-doubt, the bad feelings of the day, + of course tears from my fat crying. Thanks for the chance to win
that’s easy – satisfaction created with the knowledge that, by running, I decided NOT to take the path of least resistance
The stink of stress. My run is the only time I let go of all my worries and just focus on me and how I am feeling!
Clarity of mind. Toughness of spirit. Mostly stinkiness though.
Out of my sports bra would drip all the muddled thoughts that have been cleared up during my run and a sigh of relief releasing all my pent up stress!
Juice of succession and completion, it does the body good!!
Tears of joy…tears for the joy I feel being able to finishing a run, but most importantly having the ability to start one….
These are amazing! I am also a shin splint sufferer and these look perfect! I think that stress would drip from my sports bra. I am a SAHM and a lot of times I destress by starting my day with a run…or I destress at the end of the day with a run. It’s my haven for when I’ve had a bad or trying day!
The sweat of a very determined and very pregnant woman to just. keep. running.
The aroma of satisfaction – another run completed!
An odor of determination!
Pride:)
Thoughts of “I can’t believe I pulled that off. Again!”. I started running last April and couldn’t run a mile. Now I’m training for my first half-marathon. And I think I’m getting shin splints (and am terrified!).
Tears of thankfulness for all that I have
Awesome giveaway!
If you were to wring out my sweaty sports bra, you’d get tears of relief because once again the over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder effectively did its job and kept my very well-endowed self tight and held-together.
Odor of self-doubt being eliminated from my body and soul. I did it. I can do it.
drops of hard work, stress and elation from the speed workout I did.
The “I’m so tired” energy which has been replaced with “Wow! What next?” energy!
I would squeeze out drops of doubt, because the more I sweat, the more I am proving that I CAN!!
Thankfulness and maybe a Reece’s Peanut Butter Cup
In the summer in Phoenix, when sweat is pouring off me faster than a melting popsicle, I try to think of it as “clarifying” sweat – clarifying mind, body and spirit of the stresses and frustrations and disappointments of life. On long runs, I have to stop to wring my hair and shirt out a few times, and I visualize all the negative crap that I am leaving behind. I finish exhausted but feeling clean and clear.
My poor moving comfort bra drips with relief that we have yet again accomplished our mileage.
If my bra was wrung out, it would be dripping with gratitude for being able to run and sweat so much, along with all the irritations of everyday life that seem to go away after a run.
Drips of relief that I am done and then drips of accomplishment!
Stress and self doubt.
Scent of satisfaction..which smells so much sweeter than the odor of “oh.I.can’t.get.out.of.bed.this.early”
Salt, salt, salt… like the song goes
Good ole’ Jimmy B.
Liquid Awesome Baby!!!
gratitude…a random breeze, strong legs and feet, well-lit paths, red lights, ice-cold water and end-of-run coffee, beautiful family to run home to, and the ability to do it all over again tomorrow.
drops of “oh yeah!” after a good run…also maybe a cupcake…
A bad-ass mother runner and my fat cells crying.
Drips of determination and resiliency…Determined to survive as a single parent while my husband is deployed to a war zone.
A lot of pride and determination would come pouring out of mine.
A wet reminder that I am still out there, doing something healthy for myself.
One happy momma to 4, age 7 and under!
Dripping with perserverance!!!
My shins would LOVE me if I was able to try them!!
My love of the sport. I’d love to try some socks!
Drops of determination, and possibly the smell of chocolate. I’m pretty sure I sweat chocolate
The smell of victory! I’m still in the stage where it is a mental struggle just to get out of the door, so every run is a win!!!
Taste of Toxins: I run to keep the cancer cells from coming back. I envision the sweat of my labor containing all of the toxins that are in my body. This leaves my body strong and healthy and ready to fight any new C cells that might sneak in
If I were to run right now and squeeze out my bra after, it would reek of pain relievers and tears. I’ve been injured for almost 3 months now and been whittled down to NO RUNNING. =’((
Sweat is my muscles weeping tears of joy to be getting healthier and bigger.
The juice of cancer & diabetes & heart diseases would be squeezed out!
Man would I love these- everything is aching now-a-days!
Recently, dripping out of my sweaty sports bra is drops of nervousness… that is to say- my first 10 mile race is this weekend and my first half is in April and each time I run the nervousness sweats on out. Each run makes me more confident that I can definitely complete my goal… Starting off I know will be nerve racking- but the training runs I know have prepared me well!
A feeling of complishment of an awesome job until the aches and pains hit!
The funk of fortitude!
Dripping with sweaty excellence!
I need these now. I’ve been scouring the Internet trying to find something to help my shins!
You would squeeze out the bad mood and less-than-patient attitude I have when I don’t exercise.
a mixed fluid would drip onto the neglected dirty floor: the cautious drips of uncertainty of the first mile, the outpouring of joy and freedom of miles 2 to 6, the earnest effort of miles 7-9, the tears of emotion from mile 10-12 (yes, I am THAT sappy runner), the intense drench of satisfaction of that last mile. only to be washed and repeated. a cleansing.
btw: ice skating with the kids gives me terrible shin splints that interfere with my mother runner bad ass-edness. I could seriously use these
hardwork and pride in a job well done.
Sweat is fat crying!!
The sweet smell of stress relief!
weakness left overs and smell of empowerement!
Splashes of accomplishment & achievement! Drips of all the difficulties of the day melting away
All my stress and anger over little things in life. I know they say “don’t sweat the small stuff” but it works!
everything that kept me awake the previous night.
The smell of hope dripping from a breast cancer survivor that began running at the age of 50. The glisten of courage to run her first marathon in Chicago at the age of 54. The salty taste of determination to make it all happen, and a few drops of crazy that is also required!
So funny you should post this today! I was going to write a post on your wall about the fact that post babies I always get shin splints when I run too frequently. Drives me nuts!
What would I get if I squeezed the sweat out of my running bra? The sweet saltiness of the ocean, a reminder that I am living my dream of moving to Australia, and can now run outside every day of the year! Well, if my shins would let me that is…
Thriving….not just surviving.
If I squeezed out my sports bra after a run hopefully it would be full of all the stresses of the day.
Mine would wring out the odor of “I didn’t feel like doing it but I did and I feel GREAT!!!”
I would ring out all the stinky stress that I sweat out and leave it on the ground!! Also in that sweat would be the pride and elation of my mileage!!! The day only gets better after a good run!!
Droplets of perseverance and determination. I have been suffering from shin splints on and off for the last three years. A pain in the leg is such a pain in the neck!
somedays it’s a whole lot of anger and petty and drama and my family is very appreciative!
Sweaty satisfaction!
Wringing out the feeling of being refreshed, renewed, tired but all in a good way!
The sweat from my sports bra is the remainder of the stress and frustration I took with me and how I kicked its ass along the way…it’s also my reminder that I am running for those who no longer can
Please please please….I am on the verge of quitting because I cannot figure this out after new shoes and inserts! I NEED to run!
Droplets of dynamite!!!
My sweat contains the smell of persistence and the uric acid that keeps this nearly 48 year old mother runner feeling younger than ever.
Awesome juice!
You mean… I don’t have to just suffer with shin splints!?!?!
I squeeze out determination, relief, and pride!
Eau de Ewwwww! Ha.
The 27 seconds I missed qualifying by.
all my stress and frustration for the day.
this looks like a great product!
Pent up stress and frustration (better to sweat it out than unleash on my headband, teenagers and co-workers) and a whole lotta pride.
Alot of Hard work, thankfulness to be able to do it, and a great feeling of satisfaction!
Streams of stress, tears of loneliness, and a big amount of bad moods….GONE, thanks to a good run. I would love to win these. Really need some relief.
Sweat, stress, and strength. And my shin splints could really use these–running the Colfax marathon relay in May to raise money for Inner City Health Center and my shins are screaming this week.
Sugar and Spice and everything NOT nice I was thinking thr the day…
Endorphins and gratitude that I can run, feel pain and get my lazy bones out the door to feel alive!!!
Aromas of Committment, strength, purpose and pride. AND also a wet reminder that it’s time for new sports bras!
You would find the gratefulness of someone who runs because she can, mixed with the patience that her running gives her to teach middle school, not to mention the good ‘ole fashioned smell of “AHHH – that felt good!”
After today’s run it would be drips of “keep-up-with-the-guys” – I ran for the first time with a newly formed running group at my gym. There were only three of us and I didn’t want to hold the men back too much so I ran faster than I’ve run in a long time! But it felt good!
a cup full of “the small stuff” that’s not worth fretting about. I love running to “let go.”
It would probably be the stink of how proud I am for getting sweaty!
Proof that I am a Badass Mother Runner!
The sweet smell of sanity with a hint of milk
Definitely determination, a feeling of accomplishment, the tiredness that comes from a good workout & the knowing I’m a bad momma runner!
Perspiration of perseverance and persistence.
The smell of liquid awesome and so much fun!
Hope.
Real women don’t sweat!!!
I would have to say my sports bra would be extra dirty because all of my frustrations, stress, problems, anger, angst, anxiety, etc would gush out of that mamma jamma. I love the Nike ad of the woman running that says, “Who says you can’t run away from your problems”-that is what I do-push it all out of not just my body and mind, but out of my soul, so I guess my sports bra is dripping with soul sweat-coincidentally amazing running fuel!
When you squeeze my sports bra, you’ll get the tears of all the guys I out kicked to the finish line!
Sweat and 2Toms Sports Shield (to stop the chafing).
my worries are pounded out of me each time I run… maybe that’s because they’re wrung from my body.? ~savor the run~
Pure, raw power. That’s what you’d squeeze out of my sports bra!!
Smell of sanity/peace of mind!!
Interesting question! I would have to say determination (to keep going), hope(that I am getting stronger by the mile), and hopefully the rest are byproducts of the calories I just burned off!
You could fill a bucket with my essence of awesomeness and the sweet salt of success!
What would come out of my sports bra when I wring it out?? Hmmm…The lingering essence of mood swings, depression and negative thinking that has become more stable since I started running in July. They’re not gone completely but much less noticeable than they have been since 2009…I have bipolar disorder.
Unfortunately, tears of frustration and crumbs from my kids morning cereal bars!! No – I’m not kidding!!!
Out from my sports bra would come the possibilities of the future and my hard works. Lots of things in the works right now where I’m praying and waiting for the fruits of my labor to pan out, my bra is filled with hopes and dreams of the seen and unseen.
Those sleeves look AMAZING! I would love to add those to my gear collection.
The handfuls of M&M’s I ate at today’s staff meeting….the run burned off both the dietary blunder and the stress of work.
Sweat of gratitude that I am able to get away from my children so I can retain some modicum of sanity; sweat of appreciation that my husband puts our girls to bed so I can run; sweat of motivation to keep pushing myself even when I hate running
The determination of a single mother runner planning to quiet the naysayers once again. I’ve already disproved the statement that “mothers with three kids cannot run half marathons”. Next up, 26.2!
I’ll have to think back to last SUMMER, which is the last time I ran this due to horrible shin splints!! What comes out of that bra? All of the stress, anxiety, and frustration that has built up since my last run. I can only imagine the mess that will come out of my bra when I am finally healed up and can RUN!!
Aroma of ambition.
Oh, that would be dripping frustration from work, the possibility of eeking out one more block, the elation at getting through a good run, and sunblock.
Liquid awesomeness!!!
My bra drips with pride. Simple. Glorious. Pride. (lots of it)
My sweat is proof that I ve run through a fat day, through frustrations, through happiness, loneliness, self doubt, regret & guilt. Its proof that I m choosing a healthier stronger me regardless of how I feel when my feet hit the pavement.
The stench of consistency and determination! runner_girl5k at yahoo dot com
Drops of determination! Flushed out fears!
The hard earned sweat of a breast-feeding mom, determined to train around feedings, and supplement with fenugreek when long runs diminish my supply…so that sweat smells a little like maple syrup!
Pride.
When I go for a run, the sweat I leave behind is full of the trials and tribulations of my day. That has been replaced with vigor and vitality do that I can do it all again the next day.
My sweat would smell of funk…but also hard work, determination, sanity, thankfulness, and strength.
The ever so satisfying stench of “WHEW I did it”!!!!
The smell of relieffrom chaos and the sweat of hard work
Autism (1 son out of 3 with) recharge to celebrate, advocate, and recognize GREAT!!! : )
relief that the run is done
Stress from work, stress from mothering, joy from running…a lot of all of it combined because I now run in Florida where it is hot, hotter and hottest.
Drips of all the thin mints I’ve munched on lately and keep telling myself the miles will erase – ha!
It would smell like possibility and proudness for how far I’ve come.
ohh i need these! If I squeezed my drenched sports bra after a run, the resulting sweat would fill up a cup of:
satisfaction
relieved stress
determination
gratitude and
happiness
I suffered from debilitating shin splints last year – side lined me from a marathon. I love compression (currently CEP) and would love to test out the recofit!
Oooh, I’ll go with perseverance, a sigh of relief, and random chords from the 1980′s power ballads that I haven’t gotten around to deleting from my playlists yet.
When I run, I sweat out the crazy. And that’s a very good thing.
If I were to squeeze out my sports bra I would be left with a puddle of pure satisfaction… Given the numerous injuries I have endured, I totally enjoy a good run on a beautiful day!
pure enjoyment and satisfaction from physical movement!
Drops of Decisions. I dream and make decisions when I run and all is right with the world when I am done!
Determination, Satisfaction, and constant challenges
Focus! Hunger to run harder, farther and faster! And lots of nasty sweat!
What would drip out of my sport bra after a run would be the irritation with my kids, the annoyance about my husband’s wet towel on the floor again and the frustration of daily life that melted away during my run. Running makes everything seem so much sunnier (even in rainy Portland!) and I “don’t sweat the small stuff” nearly as much.
Drips of determination from a dutiful mother of 3 needing all the fix she can get
The Essence of Resistance, Release and Relief. (And man, does it STINK!)
Hmmm. The smell of happiness, determination and my saving grace. (But honestly, it smells like ammonia after I run, does this happen to anyone else?)
yea! i read about it somewhere-i think it has something to do with a chemical in your blood after running… i think if you search a phrase like “smell ammonia after running” you can find it
I would squeeze from it all of the things that leave my body during my runs…*drip* stress, *drip* worries, *drop* fear, *drip* negativity. Gone…all that darkness in a puddle on the floor, and me left feeling light as a feather.
the sweet smell of pride. i have never been a runner and the ability now to run for more than 20 minutes is an amazing feeling for me
Equal part drops of frustration that I couldn’t run further/faster and drops of pride that I ran that far/fast
It’s cold, wet stress leaving the body. Pretty sure those cortisol hormones are in there.
I have been fighting shin splints for weeks now. Been saving up for some compression sleeves. These would save me and keep me from giving up on running.
I believe I wring out all the self doubt I have let follow me since I was a kid and I believed that awful gym teacher – who told me I was not an athlete!
the aftermath of 2Toms SportShield! I always glide some on my ribcage. I sweat so much under those girls that I always chafe! Argh, but 2Toms helps a lot! I totally need those calf sleeves!!
one fluid cup of “i’m glad it’s over and i can’t wait to do it again tomorrow”
Depends on the day. Some days stinky baby spit up (gotta wear the running clothes so I can squeeze the run in when they are ready) and other days the liquid gold that proves to myself how amazing I truly am and that I deserve the title of running mama.
Is it bad if I say it smells like chocolate. I swear running and chocolate are the two things that keep me moving these days:)
Essence of perseverance!
I’m training for my first half and enjoying the longer mileage. I wanted to teward myself so I invested in a nice sports bra from my local running store. It didn’t agree with me — I actually had blood on the back clasp and bottom of the cups where it rubbed me raw — but it was still a glorious 12 miler!
Determination perspiration. I do think a bit of my boobs leak out with every major sweat though. After two kids and a major weight loss, I’m having to rethink my whole relationship with bras. Now if only my @$$ would shrink at the same rate.
Odor of “I still can’t believe I ran that far!!!”
As a cross country and track coach, when I finish a run with my team I am spent. And it feels great to see how many kids can out run me with that number increassing as the season progresses. This past season I had my first girl athlete out run me on a 3 mile run, I just couldn’t keep up with her. It never felt so great to be beaten and I love it when kids can out kick me at the end. They know when I am timing their intervals that I have done the same hard workout earlier in my life and when we are grueling through a long run in the heat, I’m with them every step of the way. I’ve even been on runs with the team pushing a double jogger with my own 2 kids. So when sweat drips from my sports bra, it’s more than my sweat…it’s for my team.
If I squeezed my drenched sports bra after a run.. it would drip with Self confidence that I have gained through running:)
Rage, revelation, relaxation, rejuvenation.
Whiff of satisfaction and confidence.
The melted stress of being a busy mom and the scent of peace and calm that only a good run can bring.
Amazement! Amazement that “I am a runner”!!!
The smell of freedom.
Stress and strength.
Pure heart
Satisfaction of sticking with it!! Bc I need my sanity!
Hard work and probably some tears.
Thinking sweat, cuz I think and solve my problems when I run.
The odor of a job well done
The ink from the checks I wrote to the PT who got me back to running!
The peace that comes with knowing I can check another day off my marathon training plan and the peace of mind that comes with leaving some stresses in the dust.
A totally gross, but exhilarating sense of satisfaction. It’s all the stress and calories that have left my body. It feels better than checking off that last item and ripping up a to do list that’s been hanging over my head for too long.
The smell of a rock star!
The essence of determination, committment, & sometimes sheer stubbornness. The nectar of successfully completing what I set out to do despite the doubts & the pain that may have accompanied it.
The scent of accomplishment coupled with deodorant, of course!
Drips of freedom and peace
Droplets of do-goodness. They would be motivation to run for charities!
My dear friend and I are in our late 40s and early 50s. We’ve been trailing running for 6 months now no matter what the weather. We wring out the the stench of our battle cry: We are Warrior Women! Nothing can stop us!
The sweet scent of achievement, if I could, I’d put the bra in a trophy case on display, I’m that proud of my sweat!
You would squeeze out all the stress of my day.
Release of rekindled drive
If you were to wring out my sports bra, first you’d find a whiff of my perfume, maybe a shiny barrette or bow lost in a layer and a little bit of lipstick at because even though I’m running, I can still be a girly girl.
Then you’d find the tears I’ve shed for the loss of my mom and the anguish of my younger sister’s brain cancer. And without my sports bra and several thousand miles, I wouldn’t have survived these.
After that you’d get the really smelly sweat – the dirt, grit, determination and ridiculously strong will that I’ve developed and am passing along to my son, my students and to the girls I coach by example, every single time I lace up my shoes and squeeze on my sports bra to fit a run into my already jam-packed life.
The essence of ME. Because between a demanding full-time job, two small children (one still in diapers), and a husband who works nights, running is the only time I have that is just mine.
The sweet smell of ” I am good enough!!! As a mother, wife, OT, and runner…perfection is soooo overated!!!!!!!!
The sweet smell of relief of doing something for myself!!
I’d have to go with “it’s tears from my fat crying”, as from an expression gained from a friend of mine. For sure, I would know that I earned every drop, and that’s what makes it worthwhile.
My sports bra would yield not too much sweat, as I’m not a major dripper. However, there would probably be some sports drink that didn’t quite make it to my mouth, some crumbs, and huge waft of gratitude to myself for making a sacrifice of family time for me time. My workout time keeps my head in the game for the rest of my life, and I need that time to recharge.
I’d squeeze out liquid happiness
All of my tension & stress would drip out, as I become filled with gratitude & peace for being able to get in a good run. <3
Pride in my accomplishments and gratitude for all thst I have and that I got to run today!
Tears of determination, hope, and the knowing that deep down inside I will make my family proud.
Drips of relief that I have an amazing husband who understands that I need to run!!!
Drops of joy and smiles for that is how I feel when I pit-pat on the road and trail.
i am a sweater so lots and lots and lots of sweat and worries (hopefully washed away from the run)