Seriously, they were all self inflicted.
Why this catalog of Darwin award candidates never realized that it would be a good idea to take off you shirt when things go untoward astonishes me:
Of all the rewards one could get for running a marathon, bleeding nipples is the last one I would want! Not to say that swimming has never put holes in me (you may remember the gnarly hole I rubbed in my neck during the Pacific Challenge 5k), but I've never had to deal with the indignity of looking like the guy above.
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Way back in the 80s men used to put vaseline on their nipples and wear non-chafing nylon tricot singlets for running. Has this all been forgotten? Does the wheel need to be reinvented? What happened to those singlets, anyway? They were a great design, fit for purpose.
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