A few months ago, I saw an ad for a company that made quilts out of old t-shirts. My dresser drawers have long been overflowing with t-shirts of races I've run in my life, so this seemed like a great idea. I (not-so) slyly mentioned it to my wife, gave her a pile of t-shirts that had particular memories for me and, to be honest, kind of forgot about it. Until yesterday.
I'm not sure how often it happens when a mother is more pleased than a father when it comes to Father's Day gifts, but this may be the case for us. I love the quilt, but I think Anne loves it even more. One of the cool things about is that every t-shirt on there has a specific memory. They include some of my favorite races (like the Drake Relays On-the-Roads 8K), a race I won (a 5K last summer in Chicago), some races from long ago (one shirt is from 1988), and momentous races (like the Boston Marathon, even though I crashed and burned at Mile 16). Anne can't get over how great of a job they did and I have to agree.
Now, if only it weren't 80 degrees outside...
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