Gym Time!

I went to the gym this morning.  I wore a pink sports bra that is too small (in effort to really squish the boobies in place) and then wore a workout top with a built in sports bra over it.  Both bras are racer back style and dig into the base of my neck because of the weight of my bodacious ta-tas.  My breasts looked nice and plump and I looked like I should have been working out in Pacific Beach or Jersey Shore - not my sleepy neighborhood gym half filled with retirees.

The elliptical posed my first activity of the day.  This machine tends to be a bit easier on the boobage because there is no direct bouncing - my feet stay on the pedals the entire time.  With my heightened sense of everything boobs, I looked down to stare at my cleavage several times. Even on the smooth elliptical and harnessed into not one but two sports bras, the girls still bounced.  This is why I don't run.  The pounding motion on a treadmill creates an awful pulling sensation as my breasts rise and fall with each step.  I can actually feel the tissue inside my breasts breaking down creating even more sagging.  Because I am used to my low physical activity level, I wonder if I would ever actually consider doing something as far reaching as a half marathon if my breasts weren't so bothersome. 

After the cardio warm up, I got to focus on strength training which is what I've been looking forward to since Saturday.  My husband is teaching me how to lift weights.  I love dropping the kids off in the gym daycare and having a work out date.  Today we lifted back and biceps (Saturday was chest and triceps).  As I lift and pull on these machines, some of the exercises are definitely more difficult because of my breasts.  Today we did a lat pull exercise that works the upper back.  The motion is similar to a reverse pull up and involves sitting down on a bench, taking a bar and pulling it down to your chest.  With my over sized mammaries, I have to alter the pull down motion to avoid slamming the bar into my tits.

With my new interest (and membership) in the gym, I can't help but think that maybe if I exercise enough and build up my muscles, especially those in my back and chest, that maybe my boobs will get a little lift, might shrink, or maybe I'll just have the muscles to be able to support my frame.  Maybe I wouldn't need a breast reduction after all.  Then again, if I want to have some serious fitness goals - like a half marathon - I can't have breasts like these.