I got to spin class just in time, spun my little heart out, and then moseyed on over to the Tanner building. Ethics was canceled today, so I had all the time in the world to get ready (as opposed to my usual 12.5 minutes). Anyway, I pulled all of my school clothes out of my gym bag; shirt, hoodie, socks, pants...wait, pants?! I looked everywhere, pulled everything out of the bag, and soon there was nothing else left in the bag! NO PANTS! What was a girl to do? There is no way I could show up for my next class (or, in fact, show my face in public in my cycling shorts). I was stuck.
Luckily I remembered that I had been a Girl Scout (a Brownie and a Junior, thank you very much), and it was a good thing that I had been taught to be prepared - there was a spare pair of pants in my car! They were sweat pants, but they would certainly do in a pinch! The short of the long of it, is that I spent the day walking around the Marriott School of Business looking like a house mom who just got home from the gym, but you know what? I had pants on!