I woke up today to do a 7 mile run with Sarah. (In my head, I was going to do 4 miles on Saturday, then 7 miles with Sarah… but it was icy). The trail was icy and at 10am, it was still 28 degrees, so it was a lot of “tip toe” running, but 10:21 average pace, which is decent. With the last 0.5 miles being a sub-8:00 pace. Woo! Go me… ANYWAY!
Before I left, I got an email from Dicks (Sporting Goods). They were having a sale- 50% off their clearance, and I’d been thinking I need a new pair of tights for the past week… Sweet! Tights for $12? (legit fleece-lined tights) I’ll take it! I wanted to try them on though to make sure they fit properly. So I finished my run, went to brunch with Dan, and talked him into going with me to Dicks. He was kind of excited about the idea of cheap tights too…
Well, they didn’t have any tights on sale at Dicks. And I got on my phone, and the tights I’d seen were sold out. BUMMER! So I hung out with Dan for the afternoon, blah blah blah. And then, I went to TJ Maxx on the way home- sometimes they have pretty good Nike gear. Well, jack pot! There was Saucony, Nike, and Mizuno apparel- all about 50% off normal price. Sweet! …But no tights, in less than a XL. I was kinda bummed, but decided I could try on a vest and a few long sleeve fleece shirts. I found one that was super soft, and neon green with purple accents, and HUGE front pockets. All nice. But, I had gone in there for tights, so should I get an unnecessary shirt?
I pondered all this as I wandered the store. Don’t I have enough gear? I need tights… I glanced over and saw some gloves and looked at them nonchalantly. I kind of need gloves… Hmmm… These are lifting gloves. Oh, those are nice gloves… Ah, L/XL. Of course! … Hmmm jump ropes, maybe? No, no, I never jump rope, and hate it on principal. When will jump rope ever come in handy in practical application? And then BAM! Like a freaking miracle. I swear I heard angelic harps…
I couldn’t believe my eyes. But, surely, they are for the beastly and tall amazon women, not my petite 5’3 120# frame… OMG! AND THEY’RE MY SIZE! They never ever have my size in stuff like this. I glanced around to see if some runner was playing a mean joke (only runners know the true value of these pants and why people spend $200 for tights). Everyone was carrying on business as usual. I continue to wander around the store, looking for other treasures. All the while, feeling like Charlie with a golden ticket that nobody else knows I have in hand.
I proudly went to the cash register to check out. The older (clearly not a runner) lady looked at first like “Ugh, god. These are expensive.” Then saw the brand name. “Oh, I didn’t know we had these” “Me neither” I say quickly as if she’s going to announce it and I will suddenly have faster runners attempting to steal them from me. “These are the nice kind aren’t they?” Yes, yes they are.
And I immediately went home to try them on. I cannot wait to run 15+ miles in them… It makes me want to plan a long run for tomorrow. Too bad I have to work… 🙂