Wednesday, March 20, 2019

The Time I Accidentally Ran In My Underwear

Charmaine likes to buy me running clothes. Shirts. Shorts. Underwear.

Sometimes I can't tell the last two apart.

She buys me lots of running clothes because I run a lot. And because she really doesn't like the smell of my running clothes. Which is totally the wrong strategy on her behalf, because the more running clothes I have means the less times I have to do laundry. I can just pile it up in one big, gloriously smelly pile.

She likes to get the tight underwear, often black. And while she normally buys traditional running shorts, once she got me a pair of the tightest Lululemon compression running shorts. They are tight! It's her favorite purchase. I make them look good, but I don't wear them too often.

Another time she bought me a similar garment from Old Navy. Same color - black. Same length of leg - longer than most underwear. So in a hurry I grabbed these shorts from my bin of running clothes and headed out the door.

When I came back I don't know who was more surprised - me or her - when she told me I had just gone running in my underwear.

Seriously, there is no difference between the Lululemon running shorts and the Old Navy underwear. Except for price, maybe. So you can sense my confusion. Then again, there is no difference between either and what a gigolo might wear on a night out, either!

So yes, I once ran in my underwear. And yes, it may happen again.

No comments:

Post a Comment

I Am No Longer A Runner

It has been a long time since I've updated the RunInspired blog. You will recall 2019 was a weird year for me as a runner. I am on ...