*Caution: This post is about #LadyIssues
I’ve started running in the afternoons, even though I HATE running with a passion, because I need to lose a few and because I’m running in the Merrel Down & Dirty Mud Run come June and I don’t want a repeat of the last time I ran it.
Well I needed some new (bigger) workout clothes, so having very little pocket money I went to Target to peruse their fitness clearance.
The item I needed most of all was sports bras.
They’re either way too tight, or they don’t provide enough support and the girls end up flying all over the place when I jog. (My route takes me right by a playground and youth center, not exactly the kind of attention one wishes to call to oneself, am I right ladies??)
So I finally found a section of Maximum Support High Intensity sports bras at Target, and they actually had lots of cute colors. I admit here that it had been a very long time since I’d been bra shopping and I could not remember what size I needed.
“36 something…or was it 38? C? Yes it has to be C. Mermaids wear C shells because B shells are too small. But 36 or 38 C?”
Then I remembered I kept a card with my bra size on it in my purse for just such occasions.
“Ah, yes, here it is. Thirty-…!”
My eyes about popped out of my head. I gasped so dramatically that other shoppers turned to check on me.
That’s right. I was stunned by my own bra size.
Hoooow can they be this big????
I got sized at Victoria’s Secret so I know it’s right. And the 38DD sports bras – which are as large as Target goes in stores btw – fit perfect.
It’s hard out there for a chesty chick, y’all.
They say if you want to get fit and lose weight, then you need lots of support. I don’t think this was the kind of support they were talking about.
Thanks for reading! =)