Picking up from last time (with the reasons I shouldn’t have left my over-shirt and vest outside the women’s changing rooms) –
First, I shouldn’t have wanted to leave my clothes because, well, for one thing, this is southern California! You don’t leave anything anywhere. Ever. Or else it’s gonna be gone, my friend.
Second, I shouldn’t have left anything that was only semi-clean because what I learned in the tent while changing was that you want to put every dirty thing you have in a plastic bag while you’re naked. That way once you finally put your clean clothes on, you no longer have to touch anything muddy.
Third, it’s sort of rude. I didn’t think about it as I was doing it. But once I came out of the changing room, I learned that a janitor had come along and thrown away my clothes. We’ll get to how super sad this is for me in a second. But, for now I’ll say that if a janitor thinks I’m littering, that means most likely I put my clothes in kind of a rude place. So, I’ll own that.
Okay, end of reasons. Now let’s talk about what a bummer it is that now my bib is gone forever! I didn’t know what I wanted to do with it, but I knew I wanted to do something with my beat up, muddy, crazy bib. But, since it was attached to my over-shirt and thrown in the trash while I was changing, I don’t get to frame it or anything.
I also never get to wear my shirt from the race, since we all wore out Blindstart shirts to do the race (so that was indeed my over-shirt). I went back to the tent after the race to see if they had any more. They didn’t have a single extra shirt.
It’s all good and fine. I still have my medal, and how many shirts or bibs or other stuff does one girl need? Everything is fine, but in the moment it was sort of a bummer.
At the blind start tent, I left a $15 donation to make up for the vest and blindfold I lost (since it had been thrown away). So, that was another big bummer – losing stuff that wasn’t even mine.
Note to self – don’t ever leave your stuff around! How is this still a lesson I’m learning? I didn’t think anything would happen to some semi-muddy clothing at a mud run, but alas, I should’ve known.
I’ll wrap up the rest of this tomorrow.