[life] Strap those babies down!
I am now the proud owner of two sports bras.
Being as I am a largely sedentary creature, this is a bit weird. I'm wearing one as I type this, and the close, hugging, almost clasping feeling of the garment is taking some getting used to. I feel very - supported. I feel locked down. I feel like the perimeter is secured, and all personnel are accounted for.
I almost feel like I could run in this thing.
Which, of course, is the whole point. Shawn and I are going to start jogging. He ran most of last summer, and only quit when the weather became inclement. Now we are going to brave the pavement together. After dropping about $200 in shoes, socks, jogging pants and of course, bras, I only hope I have the intestinal fortitude to stick it out. It'd be nice to lose the jiggle when I wiggle, and to regain that feeling I left behind in high school (the last time I owned a sports bra), the feeling that my body is completely under my control, and not likely to suddenly throw a rod when I need it most. It would also be nice to feel that this is something that Shawn and I can do together which doesn't involve some form of electronics. Get your mind out of the gutter, I'm referring to computers and TV.
Can I hack it? Time will tell. I only know that as I sit here in the warm and spandexy embrace of my Elita Sports Brassiere, the sky seems the limit, baby.
Being as I am a largely sedentary creature, this is a bit weird. I'm wearing one as I type this, and the close, hugging, almost clasping feeling of the garment is taking some getting used to. I feel very - supported. I feel locked down. I feel like the perimeter is secured, and all personnel are accounted for.
I almost feel like I could run in this thing.
Which, of course, is the whole point. Shawn and I are going to start jogging. He ran most of last summer, and only quit when the weather became inclement. Now we are going to brave the pavement together. After dropping about $200 in shoes, socks, jogging pants and of course, bras, I only hope I have the intestinal fortitude to stick it out. It'd be nice to lose the jiggle when I wiggle, and to regain that feeling I left behind in high school (the last time I owned a sports bra), the feeling that my body is completely under my control, and not likely to suddenly throw a rod when I need it most. It would also be nice to feel that this is something that Shawn and I can do together which doesn't involve some form of electronics. Get your mind out of the gutter, I'm referring to computers and TV.
Can I hack it? Time will tell. I only know that as I sit here in the warm and spandexy embrace of my Elita Sports Brassiere, the sky seems the limit, baby.
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