Diaper rash? Or something quite close to it?

Apparently, there are many things to consider when attacking a new work out regime: will I like the coach? Do I agree with the philosophy behind this training method? Will I actually do it on a regular basis?

But diaper rash is the last thing I thought I’d have to battle. Okay, it’s not DIAPER RASH, it’s more like… a scab near the top of my coin slot. You know, right up there in the highest portion of the all mighty ass-crack. But HOW?!?!

How does one get a rash IN their coin slot????

I realized that I had this questionable scrape on my coin slot when showering immediately after a Crossfit workout. (I’m not a hardcore crossfitter, I’m only doing it because the nearest yoga/rock climbing gym to me is 40 minutes away so I have to do whatever workout is closest to me at 5:30am.) It was that STING! when the water hit it. OWWWW!

I thought I had given myself a chemical burn from the Ajax in my hand. (I routinely scrub the tub with bleach powder before I shower. I figure, the tub’s going to be wet, probably the best time to clean it.)

“I must’ve accidentally brushed myself with the sponge,” I hurriedly thought.

"Scratch free?!" I think not!

But as the day continued, I thought, “No, maybe this thong gave me the scab. Maybe it’s too tight!” Threw away thong after I came home that night. (Wore granny panties the next day.)

I wondered for a brief second if I had contracted an STD. But WHY would it give me a scab so NOT near my genitals?

All questions were answered the next day at Crossfit.

As I lied down to do my “as many sit ups as you can do in 5 minutes” sit ups, my coach gave me a little abmat (to help isolate my ab muscles). I’m on sit up #32 when it dawns on me: my scab is hurting… because of the friction… of me going up and down… with this abmat propping my back this way. I’m GIVING myself a scab from WORKING OUT!!!!!!

HOLY MOTHER OF G*D!

So next time I come to Crossfit, apparently I have to wear a bandaid until my butt cheeks are callused enough to endure endurance sit-ups.

You! It was you all this time!!!

(And I really do miss that thong I threw out. It was cute. And it was expensive. Sigh.)

I am expensive.