(Do you all remember those t-shirts? LOL)
Many people don’t know this, but I’m married to a celebrity. The hubby is the official winner of the unofficial 1997 University of Michigan Naked Mile. He was a 2-time runner back in his undergrad days, winning the race the first year that he ran.
That’s right. My man let it all loose and hauled himself through the campus of U of M one April in nothing but running shoes. As he tells the story of that fateful spring evening, he came barreling through the gap between the Grad library and Angel Hall at the corner of the Diag to encounter a crowd of on-lookers standing around on the race course. A loud scream of, “Naked man coming through!” quickly cleared the horrified bystanders from the path making way for a first place finish.
Months later, the hubby was sitting in his parents’ home watching TV with them. One of those “Extreme” reality shows came on, and suddenly a large, slightly chubby, glowingly pale man was bounding in front of the camera on the campus of the Maize and Blue. The hubby saw this, had a small stroke, and then realized that his parents had been distracted by something and missed the footage. Sheew!
OK. So an anonymous appearance on cable TV may not make him a celebrity, but that’s my story, and I’m sticking to it. J
Back in our college days, I would not have been caught anywhere near the Naked Mile. Too immodest. Too dangerous. Yet somehow intriguing!
Over our 8years of marriage (our anniversary is coming up next week!), the hubby’s free spirit has rubbed off on me. I have become more liberal-minded.
So as an open-minded lover of the sport of running, and a woman soon to approach the years known as middle-age, I have tried several new and exciting running adventures recently. I have done trail runs. I have done a triathlon. I have done obstacle/mud runs. I have run a marathon. So what else is there to try?
A naked race.
Yes that’s right. I have signed the naked mile champion and me up for a clothing-optional 5k. I’m not going to tell you when it is or in what city/state. No stalkers allowed! But I promise to post pictures with REALLY BIG black rectangles covering strategic areas. Or maybe not. This is the internet after all. One cannot be too careful. We’ll see!