If you've ever run a race of any kind, you know one of the biggest hassles can be putting on your bib.
I'm anal retentive about mine. Making sure it's pinned on straight, that the safety pins aren't going to rip holes in my shirts and shorts, trying to avoid stabbing myself...
Ya know, the usual.
So when I found out about XRACEWEAR's line of shorts, tanks, and tees designed to help me avoid all that I was pretty excited. Their whole motto is #nosafetypins.
Plus, once I got into running Obstacle Course Races (OCR) I kept coming across people who had lost their bibs in the mud, crawling through obstacles. I mean, bonus for me, because those lost bibs had drink tickets attached to them... (Word to the wise, ALWAYS grab extra bibs. Seriously. Free drinks guys. GENIUS.) But that definitely had to suck for the person who lost their bib. Not only did they lose out on their free beer, but also the opportunity for pictures, since most races tag photos based on your bib number.
Not to mention all those lost safety pins in the mud, stabbing you as you try to army crawl under thousands of feet of barbed wire. OUCH!
I'm anal retentive about mine. Making sure it's pinned on straight, that the safety pins aren't going to rip holes in my shirts and shorts, trying to avoid stabbing myself...
Ya know, the usual.
So when I found out about XRACEWEAR's line of shorts, tanks, and tees designed to help me avoid all that I was pretty excited. Their whole motto is #nosafetypins.
Plus, once I got into running Obstacle Course Races (OCR) I kept coming across people who had lost their bibs in the mud, crawling through obstacles. I mean, bonus for me, because those lost bibs had drink tickets attached to them... (Word to the wise, ALWAYS grab extra bibs. Seriously. Free drinks guys. GENIUS.) But that definitely had to suck for the person who lost their bib. Not only did they lose out on their free beer, but also the opportunity for pictures, since most races tag photos based on your bib number.
Not to mention all those lost safety pins in the mud, stabbing you as you try to army crawl under thousands of feet of barbed wire. OUCH!