Remember when your mom said it was time for you to start wearing a bra? I was 11 the day my mother raised her eyebrows, and with a silly grin announced, “Pookie, you are filling out. It’s time to go down to Godfrey’s and get you a training bra!”
A training bra? Come on. Training for what?
I was very much a tomboy and preferred making mud pies over making a fashion statement. I wasn’t ready for grown up lady stuff like that.
But, I had to admit, my body was changing, and I had enough to worry about with my “girly” hormones starting to kick in, hair sprouting in forbidden places, and trying to be not so nerdy at school, that I sure as heck didn’t need my boobs to sprout into erratic jello-wobbly wild things. So, I got the bra, and began the process of getting my titties “trained.”
Actually, I just wore the silly thing (which wasn’t more than a sash made of stretchy material with straps) to school and church. But when I got home I ditched it, freed my puppies, put on play clothes and let gravity do its thing.
It’s kind of the same now.
I only wear a bra when I’m out in public, and if wearing loose clothes, not even then.
But, I never go out for a walk , run or to the gym without a sports bra. EVER!
Getting my legs to cooperate while exercising requires a lot of concentration and if my boobs are spanking my chest, it really hurts as well as throws me off balance. It’s necessary.
However, getting in and out of a sports bra is always a challenge. If it’s hot, Capt’n Clean has to help to pull it down in the back because I don’t have Gumby arms that move that way.
After a run, I’m always drenched in sweat and it takes a lot of effort to free the twins.
But when I’m out on the trail, my sports bra is my best friend. It makes me feel like I know what I’m doing and like I am a…real…athlete. Okay, maybe not a real athlete because I’m not a “bra only” runner. I don’t have the guts for that. But my sports bra definitely makes me feel “athletic.”
I’m sure you can relate. If you are a “Bra Only” Girl, way to go. Woo hoo!
If not, I salute you as well. Bravo!
Whether you are an A (almost boobs) or a D (double dang) cup, don’t even think about tackling the trail, track , or gym without your best support cheerleader, your sports bra!
Hope this one eliminates the jiggle and makes you giggle! Tee hee!