saddle chafing

F

fattyphatcakes

I have a problem with my shirt riding up when I'm climbing, then there's bare skin rubbing on the back of my saddle. In the summer it doesn't bother me as much, but in the winter it's so dry the chafing becomes a problem. I end up trying to pull my shirt down every few minutes.

Any tips on dealing with this?
 
The shirts that I wear in the winter time are polar fleece pullovers with a zipper half way down the chest. The body of the shirts are long so they stay tucked into my saddle.

If you wear button front shirts w/tails you might try tucking them in like my Dad tried to teach me :) Unzip your pants and tuck the tails in then zip up. When I was a kid I would just jam the tails into the pants and the tails would blouse up. Dad was pretty smart I found out later in life :)

Another solution is to bibbed shell pants that snowboarders use. They are pretty cheap, waterproof and have a waist that is higher than my saddle. They keep my shirt tails tucked in nicely.
 
Try looking in one of those catalogs that have tools and stuff for construction workers, They have long tailed shirts for plumbers and people that bend over allot. If that dosent work, there is another way. in the military when I had to drees in my Pretty non grunt uniform, there are elastic straps that run from the bottom of your shirt to the tops of your socks they kept the shirt tucked in withouth blouseing out. And kept your socks up.
 
I can try tucking in my shirt when I climb, the main reason I don't is to keep sawdust out of my pants. I'll have to get a couple snug fitting fleece shirts. Today it was almost 60 degrees out there, so a tee shirt was comfortable. The bib pants sound like a good idea too, especially when skiing, bibs keep snow out of my pants.
 
Up here this time of year, shirts riding up make for cold climbs. My solution.....Stanfeild's polypro 1 piece. Trapdoor and all! /forum/images/graemlins/grin.gif
 
Yeah I never tuck my shirts in, I think of them more as table clothes to be shaken out and stop itchy sawdust going down ya duds.

My work shirts are long, or maybe that's because for my size 20 they think you're 7' tall, I dunno, just get shirts that hang below your crutch and you'll be alright.

And your saddle sliding down too far, then you pulling it up all the time isn't going to help, so tighten that waist buckle or get some jazzy suspenders. I tighten mine so much that sometimes I have trouble seeing the side D's ... that means the spare tyre rides up!
 
Where might one buy some good suspenders? That sounds like it might work. If i tighten the waist too much my saddle is kinda uncomforatble. Thanks for the replies.
 
[ QUOTE ]
I can try tucking in my shirt when I climb, the main reason I don't is to keep sawdust out of my pants.

[/ QUOTE ]

seems almost futile to keep sawdust out of your pants....i've learned to accept the debris that folows me home as an inevitability.
 
When I was a kid my folks had a record, those black round things with holes in the middle :), of Yimmy Yorgensen, The Singin' Swede, doing this song.

Walkin in my Winter Underwear
(sung to the tune "Winter Wonderland")

Sleigh bells ring and I'm listening,
But I'm turning and twisting.
'Cause I'm itching up here,
And I'm scratching down there,
I'm walking in my winter underwear.

Now, the front is all battered,
And the back is all tattered,
But, when I'm cold to the core,
I walk through the "trap door",
And up into my winter underwear.

Vell, I don't care if it rains or snows or freezes.
I yam so warm I yust don't give a hoot.
I put on all the stockings I can locate,
And I wear two pair of trousers with my suit.

But then I start to perspire
And then it sets me on fire.
'Cause I'm itching up here,
And I'm scratching down there,
I'm walking in my winter underwear.

Vinter snow is white and glistening,
But I'm turning and twisting.
I gotta scratch a little here,
I gotta scratch a little there.
I'm walking in my winter underwear.

I put my bathing suit away in moth balls,
And now I've got to adapt to snow balls.
Then I can't scratch my back;
I throw myself all aback.
I'm walking in my winter underwear.

Through rain and snow and ice I do not worry.
The winter come, I yust don't give a hoot.
My coat and hat and earmuffs keep my cozy
And I wear two pair of trousers with my suit.

But then to cope to other clothing,
Vell, the thing that I am loading,
Is when my face turn blue,
And contortions I go through,
Walking in my winter underwear.

They're from Sears-Rooobuuuck....
Walking in my winter underwear!
(Author Unknown)
 
You must log in or register to reply here.

New threads New posts

Back
Top Bottom