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ProCompression Review: Marathon Socks and Paracord Bracelet Giveaway

A few weeks ago ProCompression sent me a pair of Marathon Socks to review, and I have to admit I have been blown away. These socks are amazing and stylish.

Being pregnant comes with a lot of unpleasant side effects...one being water retention and swelling in the feet and ankles. After a workout or a busy day on my feet I have had issues with swelling. I have read a ton of reviews (mostly positive) about compression socks. Granted marathon socks are really meant for athletes, they are great relief for just everyday discomfort and swelling. In all honesty ProCompression should market to pregnant women. They could make a killing.

These socks are top of the line as well. Made with nylon and poly materials...they give that tight squeeze for relief that you wish you could get from regular socks. And not only are the materials wonderful and snug but they are made here in the United States! How cool is that highlighting?!

Anyways. Back on topic!

I cannot give a more positive review. I have noticed significantly better circulation and reduced swelling in my legs, as well as the ability to stand and walk for longer periods of time. I even packed them on vacation with me because I feel I couldn't go a week without them at this point in my pregnancy. I am really anxious to see what they are capable of when I can get back into running long distances again. Maybe I will be able to complete my goal of running a half by next summer!

So since Procompression is totally awesome they are giving me the wonderful gift of giving a pair of marathon socks away to one lucky reader. How awesome is that??? But to sweeten the deal I have a surprise!

Should you not be the lucky winner of the socks..you can still use a special promo code they gave me that is good for 40% off suggested retail and free shipping! SAY WHAT?
Code: PCBLG

I also have a really beautiful and stylish paracord bracelet I am giving away too! Made here is the USA!



So enter for your chance to win below. Good Luck!
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  1. The marathon compression socks will aid in recovery during the training I am currently putting in for my very first Ultra...Yeah, my wife calls me crazy, maybe its a midlife crisis but I just like to push beyond the limit, go "places" I've never been and apparently I like torturing myself! The paracord bracelet would go to my wife, she ran her first, and she says only, marathon in May and has lost the motivation to run. I think the training may have burned her out a bit!

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  2. I have been wanting to try compression socks for recovery. I'm currently training for my 5th marathon (Marine Corps) and hoping to make this my best yet with proper training and recovery tools. Increased circulation is a plus! It's always great to have reminders to keep you grounded in your quest for health and no better way than jewelry!

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  3. The compression socks will help with recovery especially after long runs.

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  4. They have with circulation and recovery after long runs.

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  5. Wow really great information for making Paracord bracelets thanks for giving this information.
    Really this is very useful information for me.
    Thanks.

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