My entire relationship with my husband he has been able to wear my clothes.
He is tall and lanky, and I am short and curvy. He has never had to stare into
our closet sadly. He has ALL of his clothes to choose from plus ALL of my
t-shirts. Unfortunately for me there was a period of time where I was too big to
where his shirts. I felt like that was just wrong. The men are supposed to be
bigger than the women. But I justified it at the time. Told myself excuses to
make myself feel better.
This morning my husband reached into the closet and grabbed my Orphan Run 5k
shirt I participated in a couple weeks ago. My first thought was, um EXCUSE ME?
you didn't earn that shirt mister! But I held my tongue and picked out some
boring banker clothes. (he's a graphic designer and can wear whatever he wants. I
think I need to change professions)
He starts to slip the shirt over his head and he got STUCK! like arms stuck
straight up in the air, head not out of the head hole, he has officially put
himself into a Runner Shirt Straight Jacket. He says, AAAHH HELP ME! and I had
to grab the top and peel it off of him. He had this crazy look after and he
says, "I forgot you are so small now."
My non scale victories seem to be coming fewer and farther between here lately, but that
sure was an awesome one! He is going to have to start running his own races if
he wants to wear a shirt!
