You know you’re married to a triathlete when…

The alarm goes off at 5:00 and you realize your partner has already been up training for half an hour…

The laundry basket is a colorful yet highly fragrant core sample of their stinky athletic gear and your stinky athletic gear…

There are so many black straps consisting of heart rate monitors, water belts, bib number holders and knee braces that the top of one of your dressers looks like a snake pit…

The pile of new-looking old running shoes in the closet always resembles the day the Christmas ornaments come down…

Wall decorations in several rooms consist mostly of finisher medals and inspirational posters…

There is at least one worn out treadmill lurking in your basement…

The collection of bike parts around the house and garage exceeds the actual number of bikes owned in the household…

Actually, that’s not true. There are at least three fully functional bikes available to ride for each triathlete in the house, plus four more bikes that don’t get ridden, but still hang on hooks in the garage…and that’s not counting the mountain bikes. 

Yes, you know you’re married to a triathlete when…

There are always shreds of Larabar wrappers somewhere in both of your vehicles…

Water bottles are a plentiful yet still-valuable commodity in one of your cupboards, but that does not mean the bottles that actually have caps that fit them. Those are a rare thing indeed…

The annual Christmas stocking always has “nutrition” in it consisting of Bonk Breakers, gummy chews and Power Gels…

You never know when the urge to “do a race” might suddenly break out…

You really really know you’re married to a triathlete when…

It’s not considered bad form to give them a kiss while they’re sitting on the toilet in the morning because, you know, there’s only so much time in the day…

Lovemaking usually incorporates some sort of IT band massage, shoulder relaxation or deep tissue foot rubs…

Everyone in your life, including your own children, basically ignores the first 20% and last 20% of your day, since the training at those hours seems so insane to regular, normal people.

And there you have it.  A fun little list of things that make you know you’re married to a triathlete. Free free to share any more you might conceive in the comments area below.