Had a 20 mile run to do his past Sunday, in preparation for a potential marathon in March. I planned to do this run in three loops - the first two loops identical seven miles each and then mix it up the last six. Given the sub 30 degree temperatures, loops make it easier for me to get water, fuel, kleenex etc, instead of worrying about carrying frozen supplies. My long run buddy and former college roommate Kristin was planning on joining me for the second and third loops.
So, I set off at 7am to do the first seven miles. Pretty uneventful and I felt good. Things picked up when Kristin joined me for loop two and we got engrossed in conversation. Just past halfway through the second loop, we happened to pass a bright pink striped pair of underwear on the side of the road (pretty unique pair of underwear if you ask me). Kristin was in the middle of a story and I thought to myself "thats funny, I have that exact pair, what are the odds". Ten seconds later I thought, "wait a second, could that be MY underwear? Did it get stuck in my dri fit clothes in the dryer and fall off in the first loop?" I stopped Kristin and told her she was going to think I was crazy, but I was pretty sure that underwear in the road we just saw was mine (meanwhile, I thought I was crazy because I was actually considering picking it up). Well, the underwear looked pretty clean (i.e. not run over and not like it had sat out all night) so it corroborated my thoughts that perhaps it had just been sitting in the road for the past hour since it unattached itself from my clothes, and I defintely hadn't seen it on my first loop. I also confirmed it was the size I knew I had in the same pair. So.....I picked it up and put it in my pocket of my running jacket. Seriously. I picked underwear off of the side of the road.
Me to Kristin: I can't believe I just did that!
Kristin: Don't worry, I'm not judging you!
Kristin: Don't worry, I'm not judging you!
Me: Oh no, you should judge me, I am judging me - I just picked up underwear off the side of the road!
In case you are wondering, the rest of the run went great, one of my best 20 milers ever. Further, I confirmed that I was in fact missing that pair of underwear from the drawer...I still haven't decided if I'm actually going to be brave enough to wear it again....
Bottom line - Always trust your gut when it comes to underwear in the road...