Five products that saw Tory Frost through a half marathon.
Make up is war paint, and I knew dragging my arse around 13.1 hilly miles of the Great North Run was going to be a battle. So once I’d pulled on my Lycra, pinned on my number and French plaited my hair, I put on my face.
People can be pretty disparaging of women who exercise in make up. I’ve heard friends moan about ‘gym bunnies’ hogging the machines, or been sent Facebook screengrabs of old school friends running in lashes.
This judgment always makes me feel queasy. A man could work out wearing head-to-toe Yeezy for Adidas or a T shirt he slept in the night before and no one would give two shits either way. But a woman who wants to look good for Zumba is automatically a bimbo?
I ran wearing make-up because, while you’re sweating balls, the BBC puts cameras in your face. I didn’t want to look like a zombie in my official race photos or a melting candle in my victory Instagram. Putting it on was also a nice, calming ten minutes in the morning. I forgot, for a while, that I had to run for two and a half hours, gaining blisters and chafing while losing a toenail in the process. Exercise is gnarly – make up helps. Here are the products I can vouch for.
