The Everyday Athlete

Good morning, afternoon, or indeed, whatever time it is that you've found yourself scrolling through this particular corner of the internet! Now, in my numerous years I've had the distinct pleasure (and occasional terror) of witnessing humanity in various states of dress, or undress, as the case may be. But there is one pervasive fashion phenomenon, since 'lock-down' that has truly captured my attention, and that, my readers, is the ubiquitous reign of leisure wear as everyday wear. 

Whether it's a pair of JD Sports jogging bottoms or a resplendent figure enhancing legging, everyday sportswear is a fascinating societal shift. The sheer variety one can now acquire, jogging bottoms in cashmere (for the truly committed lounge-wear connoisseur), in leather (for the slightly more adventurous, and presumably well-ventilated, individual), and in patterns that would make a kaleidoscope blush. 

But within this grand tapestry of technical fabrics and elasticated waistbands, there exists some kind of elite statement? A declaration to the world that you are, at minimum, contemplating a yoga class, or perhaps just very, very good at running errands in comfort. 

Why does leisure wear hold such sway? Its even infiltrated many workplaces which offer polo shirts in a vast range of colours. Is it more than being physically comfortable? Is it profoundly psychologically comforting too! Donning a look derived from looking as though you’ve just come from, nor are about to go to, something infinitely more active and purposeful than simply sitting at your desk or running errands. Psychologically are we, at least outwardly, signaling our allegiance to a wellness movement. We are, in essence, joining a club of sorts.

This club may lead to the sweaty confines of the gymnasium, your desk or the privacy of one's own living room for a particularly vigorous bout of napping. I for one embrace the comfort even if just heading to the supermarket. I confess I artfully pair my leisure wear with a handbag and a different attitude that actually makes me walk the talk and leads to me actually deeply contemplating the merits of organic kale and kombucha. 

But is it just physical or psychological comfort or simply feeling good? Or, are we, as a society, collectively signalling our readiness for anything? Hmmmm...?

If I’m honest I suspect my attire is a clever bit of self-deception. A silent, collective nod to the aspirational athlete within me, even if that athlete's primary focus is WFH  in comfort rather than a sudden impromptu marathon, spontaneous burpee competition, or the more likely … rapid descent into the nearest comfortable chair.

Living in the Cayman Islands where the seasons range from, “hot, hotter and hot as heck”, the technical fabrics, designed to wick away sweat from exertions I haven't actually made as yet are perfect for this hot climate. I’ll admit, after a long day of navigating the complexities of leadership the allure of something soft and yielding is not to be underestimated. The sporting textile takeover in my wardrobe paired with my brightly coloured trainers, practically vibrates with the unspoken promise of a personal best, despite many of them having never touched a track but are my footwear of choice any day or night!

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I believe my … onesie leisurewear is calling and there's a particularly demanding sofa cushion that requires my immediate attention and I do believe it's perfectly aligned!