How to guarantee finding the lost
|October 26, 2014||Posted by Melinda under Uncategorized|
Buy new replacements of course.
I haven’t seen my *brand new Tropical Riders tights since March, when I did Rides of March 50 mile endurance ride in them.
*“new” might be a rather liberal term applied to a pair that saw 2 seasons of endurance riding, but trust me, compared to anything else in my collection they were definitely new
A crushing blow since it was only after long personal debate and justification that I allowed myself to buy them in the first place.
They were glorious in the 2013 season, were permenantly immortalized in the cougar rock pictures, celebrated the sole decade-team worthy 2014 completion…and then dissapeared. For seven months.
Before the wretched riding tights eating monster squirrelled them away I had 2 pairs of Tropical Riders – an ancient *charcoal pair and my new blue ones.
*at least that was their color until they saw literally thousands of miles and at least that many hours of sunlight. However, due to my lack of vocabularly to describe exactly what color the thigh portion turned into, we will continue to call them charcoal.
Now, I just had the trusty charcoal ones.
That were quite literally tissue paper thin.
And after one ride with a friend, I concluded that even with my substantial lack of modesty, I couldn’t in good faith wear them on *purpose again.
*I have since decided that they make the perfect “spare” pair of tights for the car or stable that will probably prevent further impromptou rides in dresses/skirts/jeans. “
While I have a handful of tights I like and wear regularly, the Tropical Riders are my go-to tights for long hard rides. There’s a reason every Tevis attempt featured a pair. They are quite literally the most comfortable, long lasting, hard-wearing tights I’ve ever worn.
The downfall? They are pricey. Twice as much as my other go-to tights brand (Evelyn’s tights).
So do you blame me for buying a pair (or 2) when I recieved an email from Tropical Rider advertising all lambskin and clarino patch tights 50% off for the next 24 hours?
I felt like it was a sign from above that an affordable replacement pair was dropped in my lap. Of course, hindsight 20/20 tells me it was a sign from above that the long missing blue pair was going to make an appearance……
I carefully considered my color options. Charcoal and Blue were out (how would I know whether the lost ones would ever show up?) so I chose Expresso.
I double checked that I had chosen the low waist option. I had made the mistake ordering the “regular” waist on my blue ones and had to send them back they fit so horribly.
I not-so-carefully chose size “small”, apparently forgetting that both previous pairs were mediums.
Then I stared at the computer. And had a very un-responsible thought. Since I was prepared to pay full price….then why not get 2 for the same price?
I impulsively plopped a pair of light weight winter, charcoal, size small, low waisted tights into the cart and hit “checkout” before I could consider what I was doing.
Weeks rolled by.
No sign of my order (and no sign of the missing blue ones).
Finally, the box of glorious tights appeared on my front porch. I quickly figured out I ordered small instead of mediums (the tights fit like…tights but I sorta liked the mediums, and the winter weights fit perfectly), and I liked the deerskin patches I had previously ordered instead of the lambskin that were on sale that were on these new tights.
However, I didn’t have more than a fleeting sense of dissapointment on both issues, because of the luxury of having TWO FUNCTIONAL pairs of my favorite tights at an excellent price, AND my first ride in the small-sized lambskin patch tights was more than enough to show me that they were perfectly adequate for the job.
You know what happened next.
48 hours later I was looking for a T-shirt to wear and noticed a small roll of blue fabric peeking from behind my Renegade Hoof Boot T-shirts. Which live all by themselves in a seperate section of the closet.
Apparently, whoever put the laundry away on that load that that hoof boot t-shirts was a perfectly logical place to put a rolled up pair of riding tights.