Running in Lingerie

A few years into marriage, some things start to change. They are different things for different couples. This year, specifically Valentine's Day, there was a tangible, notable change in the direction our marriage has moved. My boys came running into the house hap-hazardly throwing clothes at my face yelling, "Happy Valentine's Day." After I got over the shock of the dramatic presentation of gifts, I laid my eyes on the shorts that you see me pictured in above. That's right, they are teeny. And possibly intended to be a joke, but I showed those boys a joke and I went on ahead and wore them! And from time to time, Yosh will ask me about my Valentine lingerie. The first time he asked me, I looked at him puzzled and said, "You mean the plaid shorts?" A smile crossed his face as he exclaimed, "Oh yeah," nodding his head with a smile all the while. Wow- so this is what it is like to no longer be newlyweds! I wear lingerie in front of complete strangers WAY more often than I do in front of my husband! So on Saturday, I got to wear some lingerie in my run. See, there is a first time for everything!

I think I'm going to retire my running shoes for a bit, but I feel like I've learned some life lessons this last year of running. And to name a few of them.....

1) Never make definitive decisions while on the up-hill. Perspective changes when you reach the plateau and sanity has returned.

2) Listen to your body. It will show you your pace.

3) Don't be afraid to slow down OR to speed up. Your speed changes many times in one run.

4) Finish the run. That night you're not going to remember the frustrations that made you want to quit. All you'll be able to taste is victory.

5) Joy in the journey.

We'll have to see if retiring my running shoes also means retiring my lingerie....

(I felt the need to add to this post that there is a distinct difference b/w me and the other two girls. Their bib numbers are in green and this denotes.....MARATHON! Amazing job, Anneli and Natalie!)