Wonder if she would have been faster than @DavidRoadRunner without the jorts?

HeroBecause there IS evidence of the real running power of denim. And more here for those of you that still aren’t convinced.

I don’t know you, but I love you. Lots.

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A race with a Jazziest Jorts Award

Trish told me about it. I told you about it. The Canton Liberty Run was held on June 14th. The theme was is “Stars, Stripes, and Jorts.”

Despite my rockin’ cyber searching skilz, I was only able to find a few pictures from the event. Fortunately, they are FABULOUS pictures:

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Race Directors! It is TIME for a denim-only run. Contact me. I have a bazillion brilliant ideas swimming around in my head.

Races that MUST be on your calendars + More

There are three upcoming races that you MUST know about:

  1. My ABSOLUTE FAVORITE group of denim runners are again heading to the Kelly St. Patrick’s Shamrock 5K this year with the team name of “Suns Out Jorts Out.” If you are in the Baltimore area on March 16th, head to the race, look for the group of people wearing jorts with smiles on their faces and beer in their hands.
  2. JHMMy new friends over at Wingate University are doing it again! The 2014 Wingate Jorts Mile will be held on the Wingate campus (North Carolina) on April 24th. The pictures from last year’s inaugural race were AMAZING and even led to my How to Guide for Running a Denim-Themed Race.
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  3. And, finally, Trish (@runfreetrl) shared with me a race going on in her town of Canton, MI on June 14th, the Canton Liberty Run. The theme this year is “Stars, Stripes, and Jorts.” Here is the good part:

JortsI want pictures, lots and lots of pictures.

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The “+ More” = My Absence

What’s up, Friends? I am sorry that I have been slacking in my posts. I have a good excuse though: I quit a job that was sucking the life out of me. An entire department of smart, educated professionals were micromanaged, treated unfairly, and bullied (strong word, I know, but it is appropriate). I only had the job for 8 months and knew it was time to go. I was fortunate to find another job right way – a FANTASTIC job with wonderful people where we are all valued and respected.

The stress associated with the change has taken a toll on me and this website was the thing that I had to temporarily let go. But all is good again in Jill-World. Thanks to all of you that reached out to see if I was okay. [hug]

Zac Efron jogging IN JEANS

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I’m calling these jeans and not jorts because Dan, AKA RipVanRacer, says so.

Thanks to Buzzfeed for the pics.

h/t to Josh and everyone else after him who sent me the link!

Of course LL Cool J’s “Mama Said Knock You Out” was on my training playlist

[Sorry if you are looking for a new exercising-in-denim picture today. I need a place to talk about my first half marathon.]

Short version of my race recap:

My ran the Pittsburgh Half Marathon today (my first) in 2:09:40. I gave it everything I had in me. It was awesome. Of course I didn’t wear jeans, Silly.

Long version of my race recap:

I’m a weight lifter. Serious running along with serious weight lifting, in principle, are counter-intuitive. I’ve said it before: even though I run, I don’t consider myself a runner. I run because I know it is good for me. I don’t love it. I have no burning passion for it. I don’t identify with it. I’m not fast. My form is terrible. My face turns tomato red. I feel all sorts of terrible when I’m doing it. And I’m sure I do serious damage to my lung tissue with all the coughing that occurs (I have asthma).

But there is something about turning 40 that makes you want to punch that “4” and that “0” right in its old-lady, sun-spotted, fine-lined-and-wrinkled face. So I signed up for my first half marathon, trained for four months,* and then today…

…I caught 40 square in the jaw with a right hook, landed a spinning back kick, and then submitted that bitch with a rear-naked choke. It wasn’t the fastest “win” by any means – I did it in a shocking (for me) 2:09:40 – but a win is a win, right?

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Notable things on race day:

  • I cried twice. Neither tear-fest occurred at the finish line or because of pain. At one point, early in the race, I was overwhelmed with how blessed I am – that I am able and healthy enough to run 13.1 miles. The second time I cried was when I saw all the military service men, in full gear, on the railings of one of the bridges cheering us on. Runners were yelling “thanks” back at them, drowning out their cheers for us. It was moving in a way that I can’t put into words. And the tears? Full on sobs.
  • My performance. I followed all the advice from my running friends (and sister) and, if it was possible to re-do today’s race, I would not do one thing differently. I had a negative split and gave it EVERYTHING I had in me – 100% was left on that course. I remember thinking when I hit the 13 mile marker that I DID NOT have another tenth of a mile in me, but somehow I was able to focus on the spectators’ cheers and that was enough to carry me across the finish line.
  • The concerned volunteer. A lady, when I crossed the finish line, asked me, “Medic?” as she grabbed my arm and nodded her head up and down. I must have REALLY looked bad. I was, and am, fine.
  • Spectators. I’ve written before that I could not have trained for this race without the support of my running group, Steel City Road Runners Club; their support and company has been vital in the success of my training runs. Today, the spectators were my support. The cheering, the positive energy, the cowbells, the bands, the signs were out in full force! I beamed with Pittsburgh Pride the entire race.
  • The weather. Beautiful. Perfect.
  • Miscellaneous. 1) The kid drummer for the band Chess Club and a Chick that was playing on the North Side. He was awesome. 2) The people handing out gummy worms on Carson Street. I so needed them right at the moment they appeared before me. 3) I didn’t see anyone running in jeans. 😦

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And the weekend as a whole:

  • Meeting and hanging out with bloggers Charla (Running Haiku) and Tracey/Andrew (Stride and Joy) made for a memorable weekend that surpassed all expectations. Our time together was fun and comfortable and will be cherished forever. I’m looking forward to when I can get together again with my new friends.
  • I have an old man stalker. The full story is almost unbelievable (in a very fun way). For another time…

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* I came up with a training plan on my own and it consisted of one day of running each week [yep, that is all the running I did – 128.5 training miles to be exact]. I’m still deciding on the title of the book that will bring in royalties matching Hal Higdon and Jeff Galloway:

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Jean jogging submission from my sister!

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!!!

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Ha ha ok apparently this is more of a “fun run” that I thought. This guy in jeans too!!!

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Ok, I quit now, everybody is freakin in jeans and it is 85 degrees here! So ridiculous!!!!

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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.

You: No!

Me: Yes!

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.

The most awesome/ridiculous denim-running pictures we’ve seen so far

Happy New Year!! My 12 days off work, 12 days of unrestrained junk-food eating, ten days without mascara, four full days completely unplugged, six days with <20 minutes of internet/phone, and hours of relaxing and working out were WONDERFUL. But, I’m glad to be back – I’ve missed all of you.

I thought that a good way to start off 2013 would be to share with you some of the most awesome/ridiculous (depending on your camp) denim-running pictures we’ve seen so far here at JoggingJeans.com:

I look forward to what 2013 will bring!

Jeans at Pittsburgh’s Great Race

Pittsburgh celebrated one of its biggest running events yesterday – the Great Race. It is the 12th largest 10K in the nation and 15,000 runners were expected to run the streets of the Squirrel Hill, Oakland, Uptown, and Downtown Pittsburgh neighborhoods. I was there running and scoping out jean-wearing runners. And while I didn’t see any, Becky sent me a picture of a guy she saw before the race:

And this guy doesn’t look like the other two denim-clad runners I’ve seen in Pittsburgh: this guy or this guy. This city gets better and better by the day!

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