If AJH can tell her embarrassing story, I can tell mine.

My hubby thinks I’m absented-minded and lose things.  I tell him it’s an age thing.  But really, it’s always been like this.  I multi-task and am always doing and thinking about too many things at once.

Now that I am running, he’s worried.  He may be right.

During the winter, I put my credit card in my zipped jacket pocket and it disappeared while I was running.  Seriously it vanished!! I refused to cancel the card because I do auto bill pay for everything and it’s too complicated. I checked my account online everyday and no one ever used it so I ordered a replacement. (I’m embarrassed to add that it also happened once before!!)

I don’t carry my credit card running anymore!!!

I do always carry my car key. I tuck it safely in a my jacket or shorts pocket.

So last Thursday, I ran my usual 3 mile run after work.  And my reward as always is Starbucks. I went back to my car. Of course, I had my key and opened the car to get my credit card to go to Starbucks.

I put my key back in the same pocket inside the front of  my shorts, went to Starbucks, had a frappuccino and returned to my car.

NO KEY in my pocket!!! Holy Cow! I forgot to mention that I do not carry a phone when I run…

So I retraced my steps to and from Starbucks several times …and … no key to be found!!!

What should I do?  I waited in the parking lot until someone showed up.  The students were gone (no classes) but luckily there was a faculty meeting going on late.

Finally I spotted a professor and asked him to borrow his phone and called my hubby.

I begged him not to yell but to come to school with my spare car key.

It took him what seemed like forever. I forgot that he was going to be playing tennis so had to shower, change, etc.

He too scoured the area  to no avail and grumbled that another car key would cost about $300 and left.

Feeling stupid, I got in my car and headed home.

But my car seat felt uncomfortable like I was sitting on something. I reached under and there was nothing there.

Then a light bulb went off in my head.  I reached inside my shorts and…

Yup…my car key!!!!!!!!!! It had escaped my pocket and got lodged in my shorts!!

I called my hubby excitedly and said “Guess what? I found my car key!! It was up my butt (I may have said a$$)”

I used my Spi Belt to keep my key during my race on Sunday! Lesson Learned!

Happy Running!