I approached Private Moments on Lakeshore Rd. in Port Credit with more than a little apprehension. Quickly, Mother-hen Marion put me at ease and showed me all her treasures. Do you know that they actually have bra bags? Little sequined suitcases to put push-up bras in when you travel so they don’t get smushed. Brilliant!! I resist the urge though, realizing that I really don’t need anything in the push-up, cleaving enhancing category. I need more in the “push-down, stop boobs from bouncing up and hitting my chin when I run” category. Too bad. 30 minutes later I leave with a new sports bra and it’s actually sort of great! Fits me well, passes the jiggle test (jumping jacks in the change room which, by the way, totally winded me J), and keeps everything where it should be. I’m tempted to “wear it out of the store” like a kid with new shoes but decide to save the test drive for the gym!Over the past couple of months, you may have seen me in the locker room, sweated beside me on the treadmill or even helped me out with one of the weight machines in the fitness centre. You may have thought to yourself “Well, this is a new face. Who is she? She certainly needs the exercise! And what on earth is she wearing?” Answers: I’ll never tell; You are so right; and, What? Neon legwarmers are no longer in vogue? Geesh.
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Okay, so here’s the deal: not long ago (in Heart Health month, no less) I started on my journey as ORC’s Mystery Mover. Since then, I have been chronicling my transformation from gym-class zero to gym-class hero. I am happy to share a few excerpts from my journal in the hope that it inspires a few others out there like me (or at the very least stirs up a little compassion)!
Thursday, 2 February 2012
I'm Going On a Bra Hunt
I approached Private Moments on Lakeshore Rd. in Port Credit with more than a little apprehension. Quickly, Mother-hen Marion put me at ease and showed me all her treasures. Do you know that they actually have bra bags? Little sequined suitcases to put push-up bras in when you travel so they don’t get smushed. Brilliant!! I resist the urge though, realizing that I really don’t need anything in the push-up, cleaving enhancing category. I need more in the “push-down, stop boobs from bouncing up and hitting my chin when I run” category. Too bad. 30 minutes later I leave with a new sports bra and it’s actually sort of great! Fits me well, passes the jiggle test (jumping jacks in the change room which, by the way, totally winded me J), and keeps everything where it should be. I’m tempted to “wear it out of the store” like a kid with new shoes but decide to save the test drive for the gym!
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