Friday, August 3, 2012

Day 18 - Dear Floppy Boobie Lady

I'm honestly not sure how inappropriate this post might get, certainly not enough to get an XXX rating by blogger, I hope.

And I AM going to try and share some advice.

But first, I must pen a note.

Dear Floppy Boobie Lady,

I saw you today, at the corner of Park and Forest. You were standing there as though to cross, waiting for the light to change. And you were jogging in place. I commend this, you didn't want to break your rhythm, the light was taking forever, and based upon your slender frame, you take this running thing pretty seriously (or so I'm guessing, since you are skinny and I am fat and that's how my mind works about those things sometimes). 

As I watched you waiting for the light (I apologize for staring, it was hard to look away), I realized that I might have a bit of advice for you. I know, crazy, right? What could an overweight, half-asleep, crampy girl have to give you - running, skinny, pony-tail fixing girl? Just this:


No ONE wants to see those things flopping all over the place at 8am. Okay, I really don't know if NO one wants to see that so I'll just speak for myself. As you stood there, jogging and flopping and waiting for the light to change, I worried. 

I worried for your back, your front, your dignity, and quite honestly wavered about asking Gary to pull over so I could explain these things to you. Maybe you think, eh, they aren't that big so a little flop is okay. Obviously you have never ran in place in front of a mirror. You should. It would shock you. 

Take it from a fat girl who was also (at my thinnest, too) blessed with a large rack. You need support if you're to be doing all that running around. Your boobs will thank you, your back will thank you; heck if I ever see you again, I will personally thank you. 

I strongly encourage you to run on over to the nearest sporting goods store (or Walmart, Target, WHATEVER) and get yourself a support bra for your next running adventure. Heck, you're probably able to shop online for your clothes, do it there. 

I do sincerely hope I haven't offended. I really am concerned about your over all health in this regard. Though I do have one last question...

Why, when the light changed, did you suddenly decide to turn left and run up the other street when you stood facing traffic for a full 60 seconds or more?

G thought maybe you had another show at the corner up the street. I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt and figuring that you just don't KNOW what's going on there in front of you. 

Now you do, go git 'er dun!


Please note: I really don't want to offend my loyal readers or anyone else (including floppy boobie lady) who happens upon this post. But I do want to stress the importance of proper support while working out. It's not JUST about looking good and I'm being serious (you don't want to see what I wear to the gym, really, ya don't). It's most(ly) about protecting your body as you work toward a healthier you.

I'm off to spend a day with Mags, back-to-schooling and the like. Hopefully when I get home my new BURNdometer (more on that tomorrow, I said) will be here and then I'll head to the gym to rack and track some miles, YAY!

Don't forget to give your body the support it needs in ALL ways - it (and you) darn well deserve it!

Till next time!


August 100 Miles Challenge Update: 

Sandi:   3 miles

Anna:  18 miles

Kathy:  6 miles


Remember, if you want me to track your miles for August, just shoot me a note and I will add you to the blog. If you are here already and I've got your numbers wrong, just shoot, no, just let me know and I'll change it. I'm good with that. Cheers!


Just a thought...