Watching yourself in a mirror doing jumping jacks in JUST a sports bra and shorts will either be the most motivating or the most soul-crushing thing imaginable.
Proceed at your own risk.
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Watching yourself in a mirror doing jumping jacks in JUST a sports bra and shorts will either be the most motivating or the most soul-crushing thing imaginable.
Proceed at your own risk.
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I’m 100% certain that this just might fall into things that I am not strong enough to endure. But I’m going to try it, now.
Highly possible that copious amounts of liquor is to immediately follow.
I find the profile view in the mirror when on the treadmill to do a lot to motivate. And bra induced back fat rolls.
I may have to try this, though I bet there is a reason why I only run in compression tights, with a compression bra and a sucky-innie dri-fit top. I imagine the experience is simply awe inspiring…in all ways good and bad.
Even when I was at my peak of fitness, I don’t think I would’ve wanted to do that. Definitely not now.
Yeah, I have zero interest in doing this, although it’s highly likely that my free-flying breasts would block the assuredly horrifying view of my stomach in motion.
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