Ryan's Funny (and I'm Fly)

I've been exercising in the morning after Ryan leaves for work. It can get warm in the apartment, and since the only way to cool down is to open a window, I decided recently to just not wear bulky t-shirts and running shorts. That leaves me with my old, cotton biking shorts from high school volleyball, and a sports bra from that same era. It's not attractive, but I didn't think Ryan noticed. Until this morning. As I walked him to the door, he asked me what time the Fly Girl tryouts were. Now, every time I catch my reflection, I laugh out loud. I will not be taking a picture of myself in this outfit, but judging by this photo, Ryan hit the nail on the head.