Can I talk about my epidermis for a minute?
Lately, I’ve been feeling like this:
For the love of butter, it’s not even that cold here. But for some reason my skin deems it necessary to freak out and dry up like we’re in the futhermucking arctic circle. I have very dry skin, and it happens every winter. It sucks.
Picture this: a perfectly lovely evening of laying on the couch watching recorded episodes of Jeopardy on the DVR. (Shut it.) You feel a little itch on your calf. And then one on the back of your knee. And then your left buttock cheek. And then your back…right in the middle of your back….oh dear God, not the back! Just kill me now!
Next thing you know, you feel like your whole body has been crammed into a brittle skin-suit that’s two sizes too small. You shift uncomfortably and writhe awkwardly, trying to reach each itchy patch in sequence. You consider filling your bathtub with olive oil and immersing yourself in it, but then realize that even Costco doesn’t sell the stuff in that size.
What does this have to do with running? Very little, I suppose. Except that the itchy condition seems to be aggravated slightly by exposure to cold air. And that running on the treadmill with my flaky, pasty legs exposed is rather embarassing.
So, riddle me this: does anyone else have this problem? Do you get dry, itchy skin in the winter? How do you get rid of it?
I think I drink enough water (I have a 20-oz tumbler that gets refilled several times a day). I try to avoid super-hot showers. I’ve tried lotions and potions and creams at just about every price point. Right now, I’m using this:
It works okay and is very inexpensive. But the second I start thinking about dry skin? THE ITCHING. IT RETURNS.
Maybe the problem is…in my head?
Someone, please slap me if I start talking about stalking and killing water buffalo and gazelle.
Today’s EAT: I had chicken fingers tonight. Sometimes I eat like an adult; sometimes I eat like a toddler.
Today’s DRINK: The very last bottle standing:
Bottom-shelf Trader Joe’s swill, and yes, this Purple Moon Chardonnay is kinda bad. Not quite toss-it bad, though. It’s a little sharp, but marginally drinkable.
Maybe if I drink more wine I’ll forget about my itchy back??
Time to restock the wine rack.
Today’s RUN: Not wanting to deal with freezing drizzle and slushy sidewalks, I borrowed a treadmill workout from Steph in lieu of my regular Tuesday speedwork.
The assignment: 10 min easy, 10 min medium, 5 min, hard. Repeat: 10 min easy, 10 min medium , 5 min hard. 10 min cool down. 60 minutes total.
10 min – 1.11 – 6.7 mph (8:55 pace)
10 min – 1.32 – 7.9 mph (7:34 pace)
5 min – 0.70 – 8.4 mph (7:08 pace)
10 min – 1.13 – 6.8 mph (8:50 pace)
10 min – 1.34 – 8.0 mph (7:24 pace)
5 min – 0.72 – 8.6 mph (6:50 pace)
10 min – 1.13 – 6.8 mph (8:50 pace)
(All at 1% incline and with extra effort required to shoot my don’t-f-with-me glare at the dude who was using the elliptical next door and wanted to chat.)
What I liked about this workout: It broke the dreadmill drudgery in to bite-size pieces. It focused on three distinct effort levels, each of which feels very different. It was time-oriented rather than distance-oriented, which encouraged me to just dial in a pace and stick with it, instead of allowing myself to bump the speed up in hopes of finishing sooner (and then inevitably crashing because I went out too hard).
What I didn’t like about this workout: It’s an hour on the treadmill. But I guess that’s kind of the point, right?
Overall, I felt like it was a solid effort and while I wouldn’t say fun, it was at least more interesting than a plain-old steady-state treadmill run. I’m calling it a win for a day when I could have easily bagged off and taken a rest day, especially with team workout canceled.
Today’s QUESTION: Do you get dry skin in the winter? Any product recommendations, home remedies, or magical fixes?