"Obsessed with improvement". That’s a line from famed FortyNiner football coach, Joe Walsh. I recently read his book, "The Score Takes Care of Itself". I heard of the book from the blog of Sami Linkin. The blog is here: http://www.samiinkinen.com/archive I highly recommend it. Sami’s theory is to have a spread sheet for everything and keep track of details. If you’re not seeing improvement (this is for training and every area of life), then adjustments need to be made. Either in training or rest.
So this morning as I prepare for Ironman #6, I was doing 1 km intervals. Recording the time in my spreadsheet. Earlier I’d done a 5km time trial on the same course. We’ll see if the times can come down this summer.
In my training spreadsheet I’ve got columns for strength, body weight, VO2max (my Polar heart rate monitor has a quick & easy test), time trials for cycling and swimming, weekly hours, mountain peak running time trials, summer skimo transitions and sprint course test (more on this in another blog) and summer bootpack course.
When you actually record yourself you find that you give it just a bit more effort each time to improve...and improve I’ve done. One of my goals is to get up to 20 pull ups by the end of the year. In May alone I’ve gone from 11 to 15.
Each Mon. A.M. I pull up my 4 spreadsheets and review the last week....see if I improved and make a plan for this week to get better.
They say that the difference between an Olympic champion and the other Olympians, all at the very top of their sport in the world, is that the champion sets and achieves goals in the sub areas that make for success in the sport, while the others simply have outcome based goals such as "winning a gold medal".
Man, if I’d only have discovered this 20 years ago! If incremental improvement is striven for and accomplished consistently over the long haul, there’s no telling what someone could accomplish!
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Friday, May 25, 2012
Skiing the Sister in late May
Man I look old and tired in this photo! Oh well, I guess that’s what happens when you get almost no sleep the night before an anticipated ski. Even though it’s June 1 today, this past week I knocked off the Middle Sister right here in Canmore. It’s kinda fun to do a ski that stares down at you every day. In the photo she’s right behind me.For this mission I enlisted the partnership of Eric Groenevold, who actually is the son of a very good friend and competitior of mine (Jon). Eric had previously done the line a month ago, yet is pretty new to backcountry skiing and I think was glad to have me along.
We hit the trail at 5:30 A.M. for the requisite early start. It took 1.5 hours to get to the snow. Part of the hike entailed climbing up a gully with previous years avi debris to clamber over...a good reminder to play it safe. The whole time up we were quite sure we’d have to turn back as the forecasted cold night didn’t seem to really materialize. Patches of snow we attempted to walk over always gave way as we sunk down deep.
However, as we reached the snowline, crossing a recent avi slide, things began to harden up. Skiing up the moderate angled slope we constantly were checking the hardness of the snow. As long as we stayed in the shaded part of the mountain, things seemed good. The original ridge we’d planned on booting up was more in the sun and we began to ominously break through. So with a little beetle back over to the shade and what we felt was bomber, it was all a "go".
We elected to use crampons...a good decision. The boot packing was steep and though slipping wouldn’t be fatal, still not a good idea in the very firm conditions. It’d be a fast ride for sure!
The ski down was pretty uneventful. Fun, but not crazy. It’s funny because from the road this line looks incredibly steep and epic. Yet up close it’s just another black diamond run. It’s fun though to tell friends what you skied. They think you’re crazy. I shared the adventure with one of the official "Crazy Canucks" downhill aces, Jan Hudec. He thought I was studly, until I told him the truth.... "it looks a lot steeper from the road". Oh well, at least I’m honest.
So am I done for the year? It’s been a wonderful 8 month ski season. Maybe it’s time to dust off the bike, lube the chain and try some other stuff. However, after meeting with our federation president, the honourable Dave Dornian, I’m committing to go to World Skimo champs next year and being in the best absolute condition I can be in. The adventure continues!
Monday, May 14, 2012
Wailin' on the Wapta
But ultimately the pain is always worth it!! Such great memories. The ski in was stellar with hardened snow and cold conditions that made the avi conditions real safe. We elected in this trip to stay at the Bow hut and do day missions as oppossed to traversing the glacier, which is what I’d always done before. This way you could really enjoy the ski without that heavy pack on your back and the pressure to make it over the heavily crevassed high col.
With the extra freedom this method allowed, we bagged a couple peaks. Gordon and Olive. The latter we came back to our last day bootpacking up with our skis this time so we could ski the seldom shushed slope just off the peak. After waiting out the whiteout we were rewarded with some fab pow turns.
I find it amazing that even at the beginning of May you’re basically skiing in mid winter powder conditions. I love living up here! My MN friends put their skis away 2.5 months earlier. Actually, this trip was supposed to unite some of my flatlander midwest pals and open them up to the wonders of the Canadian Rockies and skimo. This was year #2 where they didn’t make it up. Oh well, thanks Ben, Kylee, Ian, Dave and Arnfinn! It was a spectacular trip!!
Friday, April 13, 2012
TAKIN' WHAT THE DAY GIVES YOU
A few years ago the day after Ironman Canada I had breakfast with two friends that had raced the previous day in the pro category. One had a stellar performance, the other wished the day had gone a little better. I can’t remember which one of the two made this statement, but I’ll never forget it, "you take what the day gives you."
Great wisdom. Whether it’s an Ironman where you spend seemingly countless hours preparing for just one race or skimo where you’ve prepared for months doing all kinds of training, to get ready for just a few races that count in the final standings... in either case in the end you have to "take what the day gives you." Some days everything seems to click and the body has great energy, other days not so.
This year I’ve had races where I came down with a cold the week of the race, gotten lost on course... or as the case in the final race of the year (Lake Louise), just felt a little flat. Of course there was at least one race where it mostly all came together and the podium was achieved.
In Lake Louise I was determined to not go off course as I had in the previous nat’l points race. Going from 3rd place in the latter stage of the race to dnf. So I volunteered time the day before to help set the course. Never before a race had I felt like I really knew the course well. A great confidence booster. I also got to sleep that night in the luxurious Fairmont chateau Lake Louise. I always sleep incredibly well there. I woke up at 5 a.m. for the early start feeling rested and ready to go.
However, early on I just felt a little bit missing on the high end. I could see most everyone right in front of me and even in late stages of the race spectators were saying, "they’re just right ahead of you!" But nevertheless, I just couldn’t fire up the engine to give that extra push.
I don’t know if it was the 2 xc races I’d done in the 11 days before. Both hard, longer efforts, but designed to keep my head and body in competition mode (with a whole month gap between Canadian skimo races I felt I needed this, plus a desire to stay in contact with the xc sport I love). Perhaps it was the 4 hours spent on course the day before.
As it ended up, places 3-6 were all within 5 minutes of each other. Of course I was in place 6. With just a little more umph.... I’m sure I could have gone 5 minutes faster. Of course I could have skied those downhills faster too. I definately improved this year on the downs (also in transitions, bootpacks, turnover speed and maybe even overall fitness), but I’m still losing time to better dh skiers.
So man! I did have a great season. I podiumed twice (one being nat’l champs). I improved in so many areas. Got to race in CO for N.A. championships. Probably qualified to go to World’s next year... so what am I complaining about? Well as an athlete it’s always about trying to go faster, get better, improve, place higher. I think I accomplished this....but still...
But at the end of the day.... you take what the day gives you. You train hard. Prepare the best you can in every area possible, then try to put it all together on race day. If you podium, get lost and dnf, or just feel flat, in any case you walk away with satisfaction that you did the best you could, you know where you’re going to be better in the future, but ultimately be glad and satisfied with what the day gives you.
Great wisdom. Whether it’s an Ironman where you spend seemingly countless hours preparing for just one race or skimo where you’ve prepared for months doing all kinds of training, to get ready for just a few races that count in the final standings... in either case in the end you have to "take what the day gives you." Some days everything seems to click and the body has great energy, other days not so.
This year I’ve had races where I came down with a cold the week of the race, gotten lost on course... or as the case in the final race of the year (Lake Louise), just felt a little flat. Of course there was at least one race where it mostly all came together and the podium was achieved.
In Lake Louise I was determined to not go off course as I had in the previous nat’l points race. Going from 3rd place in the latter stage of the race to dnf. So I volunteered time the day before to help set the course. Never before a race had I felt like I really knew the course well. A great confidence booster. I also got to sleep that night in the luxurious Fairmont chateau Lake Louise. I always sleep incredibly well there. I woke up at 5 a.m. for the early start feeling rested and ready to go.
However, early on I just felt a little bit missing on the high end. I could see most everyone right in front of me and even in late stages of the race spectators were saying, "they’re just right ahead of you!" But nevertheless, I just couldn’t fire up the engine to give that extra push.
I don’t know if it was the 2 xc races I’d done in the 11 days before. Both hard, longer efforts, but designed to keep my head and body in competition mode (with a whole month gap between Canadian skimo races I felt I needed this, plus a desire to stay in contact with the xc sport I love). Perhaps it was the 4 hours spent on course the day before.
As it ended up, places 3-6 were all within 5 minutes of each other. Of course I was in place 6. With just a little more umph.... I’m sure I could have gone 5 minutes faster. Of course I could have skied those downhills faster too. I definately improved this year on the downs (also in transitions, bootpacks, turnover speed and maybe even overall fitness), but I’m still losing time to better dh skiers.
So man! I did have a great season. I podiumed twice (one being nat’l champs). I improved in so many areas. Got to race in CO for N.A. championships. Probably qualified to go to World’s next year... so what am I complaining about? Well as an athlete it’s always about trying to go faster, get better, improve, place higher. I think I accomplished this....but still...
But at the end of the day.... you take what the day gives you. You train hard. Prepare the best you can in every area possible, then try to put it all together on race day. If you podium, get lost and dnf, or just feel flat, in any case you walk away with satisfaction that you did the best you could, you know where you’re going to be better in the future, but ultimately be glad and satisfied with what the day gives you.
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Timing Your Intervals
Wow! Do I love March! It’s been snowing like crazy this week. Currently it’s piling up behind my house so that my "Stealth Run" is going to be awesome. I’ve been skiing back there the last couple of weeks as the snow has finally gotten good enough so that I won’t wreck my skis. Last summer I laid out a little 1.5 km loop. It has a steep bootpack, short steep uphill section with 12 switchbacks, then a steep narrow descent that requires jump turns and squeezing between pine trees. I didn’t cut down any trees except the one wind fall at the very bottom that hikers will be glad for as it fell completely across a wide meadow trail.
I’ve been doing intervals on my course and have seen my times come down. The uphill takes me around 13-14 minutes. This year I’ve begun to see the value in consistently recording interval times. It makes you go harder and try to find seconds, even milli-seconds in various places. Transitions, working harder, skin selection and technique are areas you can shave time. Yesterday, 3 days before my last big Canuck race I did 3x 5-6 min. intervals on a course I put together at the nordic centre. When I started timing 2 months ago it usually took me around 6 minutes for the uphill. Yesterday I did it in 5:33, 5:36 and 5:31. It felt great to drive home knowing that my fitness has improved, is at my best so far and i’m ready for the Lake Louise skimo race. I`d been feeling like my confidence was shaken as the previous week I’d done 2 xc races and in both of them felt like I was about 2-3 minutes slower than a couple of years ago. A few people beat me that usually do not. One exclaimed at the end of our race last Sunday, "I never thought I’d beat Sellers"...oh well, enjoy. I guess my fitness is more dialed in to skimo as that’s what most of my training has been, skimo, not xc.
Back to quantitative training... since the goal in racing & training for racing is to go fast and hopefully get faster it only makes sense to time yourself during your quality-intense workouts. If your times don’t improve then either an adjustment is needed in the training, or more likely, rest. Weight trainers normally record their lifts and expect to lift more. If not, same thing, make an adjustment technically or in training or rest.
That last interval I was telling myself that this could be the last interval of the ski season. It made me really move! Although I really wish there were more races to do!
I’ve been doing intervals on my course and have seen my times come down. The uphill takes me around 13-14 minutes. This year I’ve begun to see the value in consistently recording interval times. It makes you go harder and try to find seconds, even milli-seconds in various places. Transitions, working harder, skin selection and technique are areas you can shave time. Yesterday, 3 days before my last big Canuck race I did 3x 5-6 min. intervals on a course I put together at the nordic centre. When I started timing 2 months ago it usually took me around 6 minutes for the uphill. Yesterday I did it in 5:33, 5:36 and 5:31. It felt great to drive home knowing that my fitness has improved, is at my best so far and i’m ready for the Lake Louise skimo race. I`d been feeling like my confidence was shaken as the previous week I’d done 2 xc races and in both of them felt like I was about 2-3 minutes slower than a couple of years ago. A few people beat me that usually do not. One exclaimed at the end of our race last Sunday, "I never thought I’d beat Sellers"...oh well, enjoy. I guess my fitness is more dialed in to skimo as that’s what most of my training has been, skimo, not xc.
Back to quantitative training... since the goal in racing & training for racing is to go fast and hopefully get faster it only makes sense to time yourself during your quality-intense workouts. If your times don’t improve then either an adjustment is needed in the training, or more likely, rest. Weight trainers normally record their lifts and expect to lift more. If not, same thing, make an adjustment technically or in training or rest.
That last interval I was telling myself that this could be the last interval of the ski season. It made me really move! Although I really wish there were more races to do!
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
2012 Nat'l XC Masters Championships
So I finally competed in my first Nat’l masters xc championship race. I could have started a long time ago (xc ski masters starts at age 30), but at first I viewed myself as a fast Sr men/open category, but the last several years I think I’ve just been living in denial....not wanting to admit that age group competition is as good as it’s going to get in xc skiing for me.
For 2012, the competition was close by-Golden, BC, and with 4 weeks between skimo races I needed to get my competitive mojo going. But the race turned into somewhat of a gong show (funny how younger folks these days use this term-"gong show", but have no idea where it came from. I wonder if youtube has any old Gong show episodes?). The grooming for the race was the worst I’ve ever seen in 30 years of racing. It had rained the day before, then froze up. Challenging conditions, but they had a Piston Bulley, and some hi tech looking grooming equipment. The end result was frozen ice balls everywhere the size of baseballs and softballs. They were frozen into the hard track, so when you hit them, with our skinny skis, we just crashed.
For my category the race was looking good. There were 4 of us that have gone head to head over many years and we’re all about the same ability. Actually there was a 5th. He didn’t look as good technically, but looks can be deceiving as he not only beat us all but had the fastest time of the day.
So here we were, pack of 5. All the guys I expected. I tucked in behind Peter, who’s like 6' 3". A super nice draft domestique. Next to him was my perennial partner and race foe John Groeneveld. John and I have been racing head to head for 17 years. Actually even more. One day we were skiing together and comparing notes and realized that we’d raced against each other in a world cup. Jon for Canada and me (at that time) for USA. I don’t think either of us did that great that day. One of the greatest skiers of history, Gunde Svan, won. I later met Gunde and his family when they vacationed in Canmore & stayed 4 doors down from me.
Back to the race...so here we were, the pack I assumed would hammer and draft the entire 20km until the last long uphill wasn’t meant to be. I hadn’t pre-skied the entire course and a few km into it came the death hairpin. I was flying up to that point, cruising right by my nemisi, utilizing all my newly gained skimo downhill prowess....that is until I decided to check my speed by throwing in a small snowplow. Immediately I hit one of the softball deathcookies that we were skiing over like giant ball bearings and BAM!!! I hit the snow hard. Actually, of our pack of 5 only 2 didn’t fall. Keep in mind each one of us have been racing at a very high level for decades. We hardly ever fall! But 3 out of 5! And each one was a classic. After the race Peter had a swollen lip and a lot of "road rash" on his face from this crash. Actually, I saw several skiers that looked just like him. Almost like a war zone, or extremely rough hockey game!!
One of the things that kinda bugged me was the fact that there were a few people at that corner. I think they may have been official volunteers, but they simply stood there and did absolutely nothing productive. In most races people with rakes would be keeping an icy corner like this one a little sane after so many skiers slide by. Not here at this national championship (kind of a joke). I think their self appointed role was to just watch the carnage and enjoy themselves.
Besides injuring my pride, rotator cuff and rib, I lost one of my double caffeine Power bar gels. Not good! Actually on the second lap (of 2) I looked for it. I really needed a boost at this time and remembered that I’d dropped the precious elixer right in the middle of the trail just after the hairpin disaster zone. Slowing down I lunged for it, but was rewarded with just a leaf in the trail. My next attempt scored the magic potion. I was surprised it was still intact (& surprised I was actually able to snag it on the downhill on my first try!). There it laid, right in the middle of the trail. A ski could have easily popped it open and spurted the sticky gel all over the track. So while skiing down the hill I squirted that double caffeine wonder into my mouth. I was hoping it would pick me up, but probably it just saved me from a bonk.
There was a long uphill at the end of the lap and it seemed to go on forever. My time ended up being 62 minutes. Super slow for a 20km race under these fast conditions, so a few of us surmised that the course was a tad long.
Soon after the race I realized I’d done some damage to my rotator cuff and ribs. The shoulder had just started to hurt a bit and in the past if I did shoulder strengthening exercises the pain would go away. Now however it really hurts! I can hardly raise my arm. I’m going to be icing, strengthening and stretching for a few days. Oh, I should mention that I came in 4th. Just under 2 minutes behind John. I guess I should be happy, I haven’t been xc skiing all that much, but on the other hand I’ve been hammering the skimo training, probably harder than I ever did in my xc days. I thought maybe it would transfer to xc, but perhaps the tricky conditions.... I’m really not sure.
My plan was to do the rocky mountain ski marathon this weekend, but we’ll see how the healing comes along. Priority #1 is Lake Louise skimo race. Gotta do all I can to ski as fast as I can!
For 2012, the competition was close by-Golden, BC, and with 4 weeks between skimo races I needed to get my competitive mojo going. But the race turned into somewhat of a gong show (funny how younger folks these days use this term-"gong show", but have no idea where it came from. I wonder if youtube has any old Gong show episodes?). The grooming for the race was the worst I’ve ever seen in 30 years of racing. It had rained the day before, then froze up. Challenging conditions, but they had a Piston Bulley, and some hi tech looking grooming equipment. The end result was frozen ice balls everywhere the size of baseballs and softballs. They were frozen into the hard track, so when you hit them, with our skinny skis, we just crashed.
For my category the race was looking good. There were 4 of us that have gone head to head over many years and we’re all about the same ability. Actually there was a 5th. He didn’t look as good technically, but looks can be deceiving as he not only beat us all but had the fastest time of the day.
So here we were, pack of 5. All the guys I expected. I tucked in behind Peter, who’s like 6' 3". A super nice draft domestique. Next to him was my perennial partner and race foe John Groeneveld. John and I have been racing head to head for 17 years. Actually even more. One day we were skiing together and comparing notes and realized that we’d raced against each other in a world cup. Jon for Canada and me (at that time) for USA. I don’t think either of us did that great that day. One of the greatest skiers of history, Gunde Svan, won. I later met Gunde and his family when they vacationed in Canmore & stayed 4 doors down from me.
Back to the race...so here we were, the pack I assumed would hammer and draft the entire 20km until the last long uphill wasn’t meant to be. I hadn’t pre-skied the entire course and a few km into it came the death hairpin. I was flying up to that point, cruising right by my nemisi, utilizing all my newly gained skimo downhill prowess....that is until I decided to check my speed by throwing in a small snowplow. Immediately I hit one of the softball deathcookies that we were skiing over like giant ball bearings and BAM!!! I hit the snow hard. Actually, of our pack of 5 only 2 didn’t fall. Keep in mind each one of us have been racing at a very high level for decades. We hardly ever fall! But 3 out of 5! And each one was a classic. After the race Peter had a swollen lip and a lot of "road rash" on his face from this crash. Actually, I saw several skiers that looked just like him. Almost like a war zone, or extremely rough hockey game!!
One of the things that kinda bugged me was the fact that there were a few people at that corner. I think they may have been official volunteers, but they simply stood there and did absolutely nothing productive. In most races people with rakes would be keeping an icy corner like this one a little sane after so many skiers slide by. Not here at this national championship (kind of a joke). I think their self appointed role was to just watch the carnage and enjoy themselves.
Besides injuring my pride, rotator cuff and rib, I lost one of my double caffeine Power bar gels. Not good! Actually on the second lap (of 2) I looked for it. I really needed a boost at this time and remembered that I’d dropped the precious elixer right in the middle of the trail just after the hairpin disaster zone. Slowing down I lunged for it, but was rewarded with just a leaf in the trail. My next attempt scored the magic potion. I was surprised it was still intact (& surprised I was actually able to snag it on the downhill on my first try!). There it laid, right in the middle of the trail. A ski could have easily popped it open and spurted the sticky gel all over the track. So while skiing down the hill I squirted that double caffeine wonder into my mouth. I was hoping it would pick me up, but probably it just saved me from a bonk.
There was a long uphill at the end of the lap and it seemed to go on forever. My time ended up being 62 minutes. Super slow for a 20km race under these fast conditions, so a few of us surmised that the course was a tad long.
Soon after the race I realized I’d done some damage to my rotator cuff and ribs. The shoulder had just started to hurt a bit and in the past if I did shoulder strengthening exercises the pain would go away. Now however it really hurts! I can hardly raise my arm. I’m going to be icing, strengthening and stretching for a few days. Oh, I should mention that I came in 4th. Just under 2 minutes behind John. I guess I should be happy, I haven’t been xc skiing all that much, but on the other hand I’ve been hammering the skimo training, probably harder than I ever did in my xc days. I thought maybe it would transfer to xc, but perhaps the tricky conditions.... I’m really not sure.
My plan was to do the rocky mountain ski marathon this weekend, but we’ll see how the healing comes along. Priority #1 is Lake Louise skimo race. Gotta do all I can to ski as fast as I can!
Thursday, March 1, 2012
SOME THOUGHTS ON UNDERWEAR
Ok, so this may be a crass attempt to titileze my readers and increase the readership numbers, but this being the case I’ve got some thoughts on this very important topic.
As I got dressed for my early morning skimo ski out my backdoor (as of Mar. 1 it’s still either fantastically good or fantastically bad back there), I lazily kept my cotton underpants on instead of donning the hi tech synthetic material ones. It’s only been a couple of years though that I switched, mostly because they weren’t available. Funny when you think about it...we switched away from cotton undershirts and long johns way back in the late 70's & early 80's.
Now, those first generation "Lifa’s" were nothing to write home about. They were scratchy (far more than any crude weave of wool could be), stinky, shrunk easily and developed holes way too fast. Yet the comfort over sweat storing cotton was immeasurable. Before Lifa came along with the blue or red with white marks on the sleeves (those of you old enough know what I’m talking about) the only alternative was either wool, which no one wore, or fishnet underwear. I first saw the fishnet on skiing legend Bjorn Lasserud. No, he didn’t steal it from his wife’s lingerie drawer, it looked actually like a fish net. It couldn’t have been that warm, but perhaps allowed some parts of the body to escape sweat smothering cotton.
As the years progressed so did base layer technology. Smoother fabrics, odour suppression (which still doesn’t work that great) and other upgrades have made our outdoor winter training lives more comfortable. But why did it take almost 30 years for underwear technology to catch up ? You’d be wearing these wonderful tech base layers in various arrays of thickness and wick ability, but your boys down there were wet, cold and clamy....yuck!
I started seeing non-cotton underwear in non else than Walmart. They’ve got some good choices. The ones I prefer are the mostly lycra black long shorts that look like bike shorts. They’re cheap, wick great, hide skid marks, work well to prevent chafing on my inner thighs while running and give comfort where comfort is of the utmost importance on my body!
As I got dressed for my early morning skimo ski out my backdoor (as of Mar. 1 it’s still either fantastically good or fantastically bad back there), I lazily kept my cotton underpants on instead of donning the hi tech synthetic material ones. It’s only been a couple of years though that I switched, mostly because they weren’t available. Funny when you think about it...we switched away from cotton undershirts and long johns way back in the late 70's & early 80's.
Now, those first generation "Lifa’s" were nothing to write home about. They were scratchy (far more than any crude weave of wool could be), stinky, shrunk easily and developed holes way too fast. Yet the comfort over sweat storing cotton was immeasurable. Before Lifa came along with the blue or red with white marks on the sleeves (those of you old enough know what I’m talking about) the only alternative was either wool, which no one wore, or fishnet underwear. I first saw the fishnet on skiing legend Bjorn Lasserud. No, he didn’t steal it from his wife’s lingerie drawer, it looked actually like a fish net. It couldn’t have been that warm, but perhaps allowed some parts of the body to escape sweat smothering cotton.
As the years progressed so did base layer technology. Smoother fabrics, odour suppression (which still doesn’t work that great) and other upgrades have made our outdoor winter training lives more comfortable. But why did it take almost 30 years for underwear technology to catch up ? You’d be wearing these wonderful tech base layers in various arrays of thickness and wick ability, but your boys down there were wet, cold and clamy....yuck!
I started seeing non-cotton underwear in non else than Walmart. They’ve got some good choices. The ones I prefer are the mostly lycra black long shorts that look like bike shorts. They’re cheap, wick great, hide skid marks, work well to prevent chafing on my inner thighs while running and give comfort where comfort is of the utmost importance on my body!
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