“Looking good is half the battle.”

Once again, I am in love.


Jesse Weber , aka the Unweary Traveler, ran the Antelope Canyon 50 Mile Ultramarathon in February.

He didn’t train. In fact, he never ran a full marathon before.

Along the way, Jesse called one aid station an “all-you-can-eat buffet.” He also fueled with a grilled cheese sandwich, a quesadilla, and Oreo cookies.

He drank Pabst Blue Ribbon during the race.

He wore JORTS and said these things about them:

“Jean-shorts are the ultimate in aerodynamic design and athletic fit, not to mention style.”

“No one realizes how practical [jean shorts] are.” 

“Looking good is half the battle.”



“Jeans and sweat don’t agree with each other.”

In case you were wondering, I am not dead. Life in Las Vegas is awesome and my new job is rocking my world (in the best ways) – but both have been keeping me insanely busy. I have all the pictures that you have sent of people inappropriately wearing jeans while exercising, and I promise to post them soon.

In the interim, I am sharing the picture* I took yesterday at my gym of a dude working out in jorts. He is, in fact, the very first person I have seen out here wearing denim while participating in some sort of exercise (difference #126 between Las Vegas and Pittsburgh) .

JortsAnd the sign that hangs at my gym that the dude obviously didn’t read:

Rule* Yes, that is me wearing a Steelers shirt sharing my Pittsburgh love in the desert. And, Pittsburghers, how much do you love what is hanging in the entryway of my new home?



Today’s word o’ the day


Ultimate Frisbee done right = Cotton Kills

Some awesome snippets from a recent email from my new boyfriend, Stephen:

Well, it isn’t exactly jogging but I captain an Ultimate Frisbee team named Cotton Kills and our uniforms are denim.  The more the better.  Overalls, cutoffs, dresses, hats, we have all varieties.

Our undefeated team is rejecting technical fabrics in lieu of good old fashioned denim ’cause it looks and feels right.

Our motto: Wool chafes, polyester smells, Cotton Kills!

TeamThe dog!
Cotton Kills reminds me so much of the dodgeball team I featured before: Dodgin’ in Denim. Don’t you think?

A quick lesson on jogging in jeans

Good morning, Class. Welcome.

Davide, a follower from Italy, has been brightening my days by sending me pictures of himself running in a variety of costumes.* He REALLY made my day last month when he sent pictures from the Dieci Miglia di Maria Luigia (Google Translate helped me out: Maria Luidia 10 Miler).

Look closely at the pictures below. Davide does everything right: jorts, belt, dress shirt, big smile, and then sent race photos to me at JoggingJeans@gmail.com. Learn from this star student.

Class dismissed.


Jorts2The second photo sure looks like a good one for a JoggingJeans.com Motivational Poster background. Anyone wanna take a stab at creating the next one?

* As a result of Davide’s dedication to making me happy, I am dedicating three full weeks (!) over at BestRaceCostumes to his race costume photos. Head over there now and enjoy.

Running Costumes with Denim – Guns N’ Roses

Virgin London Marathon 2012(source)

See the full collection of denim-inspired costumes here.

Running Costumes with Denim – The Muppets


See the full collection of denim-inspired costumes here.

Running Costumes with Denim – Cowboy Clown


 See the full collection of denim-inspired costumes here.


Dukes of Hazzard Love

TVThere is nothing on this earth that brings me a childhood comfort like the television show Dukes of Hazzard. [SCREEECH]. Back up. “Uh, what?” you ask. “Jill, you are pathetic” you say. Let me explain.

Television in my childhood was a treat. My sister and I would wait all week for Friday night. My dad would either make popcorn – old-school style in a pot on the stovetop – or we would take a ride to Hills and buy it beforehand. [The popcorn at the Hills Snackbar was delicious. Was Hills just a Pittsburgh thing?] Sitting on the floor in front of the television, that was carried from my parent’s bedroom into the living room, with big bowls of popcorn on our laps watching the handsome Duke Boys, pretty Daisy, and being naive to the contentiousness of the confederate flag: nothing better.

Boy that was a long story to get to some of my favorite jogging in jeans costume photos EVER:

First, there is the creative and amazing Andy who ran as this, this, and this in the past. He sent me a picture from his most recent race. Notice the jorts. So. Much. Love.

DukesAnd since we are on the subject, here is another from the archives:


Again, jeans and jorts. Love. Love. Love.

I can only hope that the microphone and speaker in Luke’s hand is so he can yell “Yeeee Ha!” as he ran.

Of course I will kiss you, Mr. Jort-Wearing Irishman

There is something about St. Patrick’s Day races that makes people think, “I will run in jorts.” In the past, this happened. And then, over the weekend in Pensacola, FL, there was this:


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