I received the following three texts in succession while my sister was preparing to run the Fort Worth Jingle Bell Run on December 1, 2012.
Omy gosh the first time I have ever seen someone in jeans at a race. She was wearing a bib!!! I couldn’t get her from the front because I didn’t want to get busted taking her pic!!!
Ha ha ok apparently this is more of a “fun run” that I thought. This guy in jeans too!!!
Ok, I quit now, everybody is freakin in jeans and it is 85 degrees here! So ridiculous!!!!
Another denim jackpot race. Clearly.
Before I give you all the details about my sister’s blog, I need a favor. After you clickity click on over there and read a few posts, please DO NOT leave comments like, “Hey, I found you through your sister’s awesome jogging in jeans site.” or “How great is it having JoggingJeans.com’s creator as a sister?”
Wanna know why?
Because unlike my sister who is very open and sharing of her online presence, I am quiet about mine. In fact, there are only a handful of people from my real life that know that I have this site.
You: Why, Jill? You are awesome and crack me up with your exercising in denim photos and commentary. Don’t be ashamed.
Me: Aww…this is why I love you. But most people do not share our weird sense of humor. Most people don‘t get the same joy that we do from viewing pictures of awesome/ridiculous people exercising in jeans.
So if you mention “sister” and JoggingJeans.com in a comment on her site, my mom will be calling me, “Tsk, tsk, don’t you have better things to do with your spare time?” And at the next wedding or funeral I attend, it is guaranteed that uncles and cousins will be all, “[arm nudge] Jog in any jeans lately? Harhar!” Some will silently wonder to themselves, “What is wrong with that girl?” Others will ask, “What does your husband think of your who-knows-how-many boyfriends?” And I’ll have to politely laugh and try to explain….[ugh] just don’t make me go there. Please.
With that said, my beautiful sister’s name is Lea. Her blog is Running for Dummies. Unlike me, she is a “real” runner. Unlike me, she is a fabulous writer. And she recently opened herself up in a way that is just amazing and really brave – I’m super proud of her.