Shirtless Wonders

There is a man that walks the road between my house and my mother’s house. It never fails, he is always shirtless. It isn’t that he doesn’t HAVE a shirt, it is in his hand. The fact that he is always carrying his shirt and not wearing it drives my kiddos crazy. We call him Shirtless Dude. What is the worst part? Shirtless Dude does not have the body to go shirtless.

Shirtless Dude came to mind this morning while I was on my group run. Today we upped our run amount. I was a little nervous about it because I wasn’t sure how well I would do. Running a minute at a time is harder than you think when you aren’t used to it. My mind cramps at the thought of eventually running 3.1 miles at a time but I am confident I’ll accomplish this goal. The weather was milder than the usual Hell’s Waiting Room hot that is has been for weeks, thankfully, but the humidity was up a bit. P and I did great. *Pats on the back to us!* But we were hot and sweaty afterward.

What about Shirtless Dude!?!??! I can hear you all asking. Hang on, I’m getting there.

After our group run there was a mini seminar with a local podiatrist. While P and I were soaking in the A/C and listing to the good DR, some of the more advanced runners came in from their group run. And there he was…a disciple of Shirtless Dude in all his shirtless, sweaty, hairy glory. Now let me say here that I’m not a prude. And I’m not going to say that I don’t enjoy a nice looking guy and his hairy chest because I do. (What? Too much information?) However, is it too much to ask for guys to keep it covered out in public? Maybe it is me but I felt a bit embarrassed with him parading around without his shirt. Sweaty. Hairy. Sweaty. Did I mention really sweaty? What might have been an attractive guy was lost in being sweaty, stinky and gross. In the words of my kiddos, “put a shirt on it!”

My training schedule for tomorrow is a 45 minute walk or cross train day. I think I’ll get up early before church, strap on my Zune and walk and listen to my tunes. It will be a great time to clear my mind and prepare for the day.

Oh, and I promise to keep my shirt on.