I used to run…a lot. With two small kids in school and a tot who readily napped in the jogger, there was a time when I spent most of my mornings taking nice long strides up and down Chicago’s North Shore. For me, it was an affordable luxury. There were no fancy gym membership fees. The jogger was a gift. And the lake…the rhythm of my steps…the time to think and relax, really to heal from the mommy frazzle that accompanies three kids under the age of seven, was free therapy.
Now if you’ve read a few of my blogs, you know I have a weakness for pricey shoes. You may even have an image in your head of a gal running lakeside, pushing a bright yellow jogger in patent Gucci heels (okay, I’m not gonna’ lie – I do kinda’ like that image). However, I am nothing if not honest, so conjure up an image instead of a gal running lakeside, pushing a bright yellow jogger in a pair of well loved New Balance sneaks.
So if the heels were left at home, where did I get my girly fix while I was laying down all of these miles? Skorts! Yes, skorts. They were my fave of all fave running apparel “must haves.” Don’t ask why. They didn’t make me run harder, faster or longer. And they certainly didn’t prevent shin splints. Again with the honesty here – I think they just made me feel a little feminine. My favorite were from lululemon. Hello? How cute are those ruffles? Added bonus – the “we made too much” section of their website has nice sales.
Over the summer, I made time for longer runs again (and am thankfully back in a semi-decent half marathon groove) and so I’m treating myself to a few new skorts. Of course the less exciting news is that with every step I take I am growing older (and wiser, of course), so you can bet I’ll also be stocking up on plenty of Advil and Ben-Gay…though hopefully not an orthopedist.
See you at the finish line!