Anyone following me for an extended period of time knows that I’ve been itching for a double jogging stroller pretty much since I found out I was pregnant with Mr. O. I have a single jogger that I scored at a garage sale but unless I planned on putting one kid in the tiny little basket underneath it (which barely holds a snack bag) and one in the seat, it wasn’t going to work with two kids.
I asked opinions and checked out different reviews online and quickly came to the realization that getting something that would withstand the pounding we would put it through was not going to roll through our front door in a shiny new box with that ever-so-awesome (and short-lived) “new car smell”. We just didn’t have the space in our budget to put toward such a purchase. As much as I wanted to put a double-jogger on our list of “Needs”, the reality is that is was more of a “Want”. Our “Needs” list had many items on it that were much more of a priority than a double jogger. Our next option was to find one used. I saw the odd ad on Kijiji (Canada’s answer to Craig’s list) but by the time I contacted the seller, the stroller was long gone.
When Mr. O. was just a few months old we came very, very close to landing a Chariot only to have the owner sell it to someone else while we were driving over to his house to get it! This was after he assured us it was ours to the purchasing. I was so angry and disappointed by that whole situation. Outwardly, I faked a smile and said “thanks anyway” while my hubby led me back to the car before my temper simmered over. Inwardly, I was uttering a string of profanity that would make Samuel L. Jackson blush.
I had pretty much given up and though my brother was kind enough to let us borrow their Chariot for a couple of months, ultimately, they needed it back and I did my running, when I could, solo (not necessarily a bad thing) and life carried on.
Fast-forward to this past Saturday when I opened up my daily blog email from Another Mother Runner only to find out that I had actually won a Chariot Cougar 2!!! My heart started pounding and I broke out in a sweat that would rival 30 minutes in the sauna when I realized that was my name and my entry that was randomly chosen. I couldn’t reply fast enough to claim my prize and sent off my details before someone could pinch me and wake me up from this dream I was clearly having.
I’m pretty sure I sounded like a stark-raving lunatic in my emails (yes…more than one. Both written with the same horrible writes-as-she-speaks verbal up-chuck that you tend to see on this blog most days. This is why these amazing ladies contribute to Runner’s World…and I do not), but it couldn’t be helped. I am so excited that I can finally take my kids out for a jog with me, that I can share my love of running with them and include them in something I’m so passionate about. I’m excited that now, I can go for a run with my hubby and the kids together. One thing I miss so much is being able to run with my husband. I’m thrilled that we will now have the opportunity to do this more regularly again.
I’ll be honest. This is so much more than just winning something. This is an answer to prayer for me. I have been hoping and trying to save money for this type of purchase for nearly 2 years and every time we got close, something would come up that we’d have to dip into that money to cover ourselves with. This is a blessing for us. A luxury, yes. But a blessing none-the-less. And I am ever so grateful to Chariot and Another Mother Runner for sprinkling their magical fairy dust and making this happen.