I have a love-hate relationship with my sports bras.
I love that they keep the twins in place during runs. (I really don’t need any black eyes; I get hurt enough.)
I hate that over the course of my adult life I’ve had to wear two at a time, tried on 800 until I found one that fits, that they cost so much, that they break down so quickly and that they can cause so much pain if they don’t fit exactly right. Continue reading