For all of you girls out there that wish your boobs were bigger, this post is for you.
As I have mentioned before, I inherited my Grandma Lyman's boobs and while I like to think my future husband will appreciate them, I still don't love them and here is just another reason why.
I have recently taken up running at the gym (do you see where this is going) and love it. Things went great for the first month. Then, last week I was extremely busy and was not able to stay on top of my laundry. As usual, I was running late for my training appointment so without really thinking, I grabbed an old sports bra from the bottom of my draw and off I went.
I lifted weights, did my brisk walk warm up, and started running. 10 minutes later, I was bleeding, yes blood. Apparently my old bra was hanging on from my neck for dear life. The ropes and pulley system was rubbing against my collar bones until they had worn through my skin. I had to stop running and let me tell you, the shower after that workout was extremely painful.
Again, future husband you had better be glad I have not cut these bad boys off.