There's a learning curve.
First of all, you have to know how to convert kilometers to miles, otherwise your spouse comes home and tells you they signed up for a 5k or a 10k and you won't know whether to be impressed until you Google it when no one is looking.
You'll act thrilled but secretly wonder why they pay to run, as if running was actually an enjoyable way to spend your leisure time and not the self-punishing activity that it is. But you will nod and smile because it makes you happy to see your spouse happy.
And then it's race time.
This will be totally new to you. It's a world you didn't know existed.
For starters, the men need to put Band-Aids on their nipples during long races so their …show more content…
(Note to self: look into bronzing the numbers because they were pretty expensive as far as pieces of paper go.)
Your spouse will disappear to do whatever kind of warm-up it is that he does, and you'll corral the kids at the playground and secretly gawk at all the other runners around you doing strange things to get ready for the race: skipping, hopping, running on tippy-toes, doing crane yoga poses, and bouncing around like Rocky before a fight.
There will be a few people running in very bizarre outfits, who you'll casually take pictures of in the starting line while pretending you're just photographing your spouse. Even if it isn't a themed run, you'll likely see someone in drag. Just a heads up.
Since it's your first race, you'll have no clue what's going on. You don't know where to stand or at what points you can see best. There are no signs and no maps, you just have to follow the crowd and remember it for next