I haven’t been to the beach or been out in the sun for prolonged periods of time for over 12 years. It’s not that I don’t like the sun. I do. Ever since I was a child, I love the water and the seaside. When the first 13 years of your life were spent out in the sun all summer sans sunscreen, you begin to worry about possible sun damage at an earlier age.
I’ve always slathered on sunscreen and washed my clothes in sun screen protectant. I thought I’d be safe. Nothing short of SPF 62 would have prevented the sun burn I received on my back.
I guess I should have realized that my skin hasn’t been used to the sun and I should have taken it easy. I just had so much fun biking I couldn’t stop. The sun burn wasn’t bad. It was bearable. What wasn’t bearable and inconceivable is the sun burn pattern.
First, the sun burn and tan only happened on my back. Since you spend most of your time hunched over on your bike, your front doesn’t get much sun. So I was sort of two-toned. My front was pale white. My calves were slightly brown. My back? Well, this is what boggles me.
I had my bikini on. So you would expect the burn to look sort of like a goal post without the bottom part. My lower back near the booty is crispy but my waist is just tan. Then to make it funnier looking, there is a 1 ½” diameter circle of pale whiteness on my left side near the spine but still on the rib cage. Where the hell is that from?
I’d add a picture but I can only imagine someone taking it and putting it in an S&M site.