Ah, a fantastic episode!
My first bloody-nipple experience was on a 15-mile run in San Antonio in August while visiting my in-laws. I was wearing a white cotton T-shirt, and had never been warned about nipple damage. I noticed my nipples were sore, but hadn't looked down at my shirt until I walked into the in-laws house at the end of the run.
The looks on their faces...
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