Chafeage.

That's chafe-age.

Ow.

Inner thigh chafeage, to be exact.

It's the direct result of wearing wet shorts over my suit while traveling between a roller coaster theme park and a water park all day yesterday.

It's a little better today. But it still reminds me of some of those wild evenings when my husband decides to impress me but hasn't shaved and forgets that he has killer stubble.

Ahem.

It's rather pathetic when even aloe vera stings.

:cool:

So - what summer chafeage stories can you share?

Going to the beach as a kid...inner thighs would get all chafed from swimsuits getting soaked in salt water, dried, then soaked again. Even better is going in the water that one last time
 
Yep, going to the beach and dealing with the dried salt water and sand stick in ones mind.

Believe it or not riders deal with it as well. When riding certain parts of the body tend to hold sweat and get chafed against things like the seat. Now that I'm back into riding I find they have a name for this, the call it "Monkey Butt".

Cat
 
Summer at the beach meant chafing. Spending all day in and out of the water and on the broadwalk gave you what we called 'The Red's'. My grandma had a medicated powder which took a lot of the fire out, plus there was always a washrag soaked in cold tea. It works on sunburn too. ;)
 
When I run and sweat my running shorts burn the inside of my thighs.

Yes... I'm getting fat. :rolleyes:
 
Yep, going to the beach and dealing with the dried salt water and sand stick in ones mind.

Believe it or not riders deal with it as well. When riding certain parts of the body tend to hold sweat and get chafed against things like the seat. Now that I'm back into riding I find they have a name for this, the call it "Monkey Butt".

Cat

There is a powder for that: Anti-Monkey Butt
 
You know what I hate about summer? I get hot and sticky under my boobs. Makes me wish I was less blessed. In fact, I just about always wish I was less blessed.

Once I was late getting up and had to run Spidey to school, so I just threw on some clothes - sans bra - jumped in the suburban and off we went to school.

I thought I was gonna have a black eye by the time I got home.

Lesson learned: never, ever, ever drive or ride in a four-wheel drive vehicle without a bra.
 
Our daughter got severe inner thigh chafeage on our first european trip. All the walking and wearing jeans and snow was a killer combo. Ended up having to get creme for her at the pharmacists and take her back to the hotel early.
 
:kiss:

We may seriously try to get season passes to this waterpark next summer.

You should. They save money in the long run and it poops the kiddies out so you and hubby can make noise without being pestered. :devil:
 
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