The Story Behind The Race Shirt
I’m embarassed to admit this, but as I was running along the trails of Folsom Lake this weekend, I found myself gazing at the chests of all the runners running toward me.
I wasn’t doing it intentionally…
I hope no one thought me weird…
I was simply reading all the runners’ race shirts.
Our race shirts are badges of honor, aren’t they? They remind us of the roads we trained on, the miles we logged, the aches and pains, the victories and the disappointments.
Each race shirt has a story behind it, and while my intention isn’t to be “that creepy runner” on the trail who stares at others, I do appreciate seeing where the runners raced before.