It makes a difference
Jun.01, 2006, filed under Miscellany
I’ve never been all that bothered about bras. But recently, with all the running I’ve been doing, support has become more of an issue than it once was. It’s possible to get away with a bra bodge when road cycling because there’s not much in the way of high impact.
Running, however, is a completely different matter.
Some of the regular readers to this site may remember the great ‘Dad’s 60th Birthday Fiasco’ in which yours truly, possessed of as much dress sense as a nudibranch on a military goth kick, had to find something to wear.
For this event I bought a bra. I went to a Proper Shop and was Measured By Ladies.
Now just remember that for years I’ve been shoving my boobs into any old thing: as long as there weren’t too many wrinkles and it stopped my nipples poking out through thin t-shirts it was fine by me.
I was therefore somewhat shocked when the very professional ladies, equipped with measuring tape and everything, proclaimed my bust size as 32DD.
DD?! That’s Page 3 material, that is.
I questioned their results. Demanded a retrial. A second opinion. I was duly measured again. What I had thought were 36C or possibly 38B breasts turned out to be 32DD. So bizarre was this turn of events that even certain certain friends thought I was joking when I related the fact. Mind you, Munky was the one who described me as a bloke with boobs, so I suppose the thought of those boobs being a DD cup was a bit difficult to reconcile with the ‘bloke’ part of the equation.
I mention this because all my sports bras have been 36C. Well, they didn’t have too many wrinkles and they weren’t too tight around the back. However, equally they did not give adequate support for high impact activities. I had thought this was the style — No. this is what you get for buying bras the wrong size. They are, apaprently supposed to be tight across the back.
It is difficult to get high impact sports bras when one has a ‘fuller bust’. However, I have found the solution.
Gels, I would like to recommend the Shock Absorber B109. Impact level 4. It doesn’t make you look like you’ve got a giant suasage strapped to your chest; and, while it does have the ample coverage of a horse’s chest armour, it does the job very, very well. Not one inch of movement did I detect while hurtling along the rocky, twisty track down by the beach.
There’s a certain statuesque, Valkyrie-like solidity about it that is very reassuring. I don’t feel one jot of worry about getting saggy boobs when wearing that to go running.
I think I shall have to get another one.
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