Just a small glimpse into what happens when we shop for socks and boxers in our house.

Gotta say, my kids are funny and fearless.

Not shown: my hot pink compression socks for running. They’re supposed to help prevent further injuries. Given that my single pair of running socks cost as much as nine pairs of my kids’ character socks, I’d better set a PR in every race I enter for the next year. It should have been a factory guarantee. Expectation of an injury-free finish goes without saying.

In all seriousness. I’m very grateful to be on the mend and running again. Cannot wait to put my ridiculously expensive socks to work in a few races in the next few months.