Some of us Ladies are, shall we say, well endowed. ..
Upon making the decision to (in my case take advantage of being headache/migraine free) – exercise. And I’m not talking about having a wander up the road and then tell myself it was power walking. Neither am I referring to “dead floating” from one end of a swimming pool to another.
I am referring to, in this instance, hiit cardio training. (Please see Joe Wicks The Body Coach YouTube channel for demos).
Nike sports bra that would do precious little in supporting anything bigger than a C cup Pic taken from Nike.com
Jumping/bouncing around for 30 sec intervals with “bazonkers” that are anything bigger than a DD is painful, both physically and for some, no doubt, visually.
This is where “sports bras” come in. And this is where I have a problem, or two.
First of all, the mission of finding one that fits properly and stops all of the flapping about – but without causing our appendages to be compressed up to our throats so that we are simultaneously smothered/garroted – is a time consuming and angry task in itself. Especially on a hot and sticky day. This is all ideally without having to take out a small mortgage to purchase it.
When you’ve found one that more or less fits the bill then you may go ahead and commence your chosen exercise.
However. Upon said hot and sticky day, getting the f ing thing on is an actual workout in itself. I openly admit that I cannot do my bras up by the “reach around method”. I’m a “waist it and swivel”….
The utter rage that this part of my workout preparation evoked the other day is like none I even knew I possessed. Horrifying. Truly.
I cannot describe how sweaty and angry I was before I’d even done the sodding exercise.
Ashley Graham in a more suitable sports bra for big boobs Pic taken from Ashley Graham Twitter
I just thought I would share this little bit of insight into what us larger ladies have to experience sometimes.