clothing

“Would you be interested?”

« perhaps. »

“I know I’m asking a lot of you. I can’t offer you a long-term commitment - not even one that will last you through the summer. I don’t want to pretend to be something I’m not, and I don’t want you to get your hopes up. I see our relationship as being intense, but in the end, only temporary. In a few months, I’ll have to move on.”

« it would be foolish to hope for more. at least you are being honest. »

“Shall we see if we fit?”

« it wouldn’t hurt. »

Filed under “Something ELSE I have to do while in Colorado in January”:

For several months now, I’ve seen recommendations for a company called Title Nine Sports. I finally researched them tonight, and it turns out they’re a woman-owned company whose sole intent & purpose is to design and sell sportswear for women — and NOT just women whose cup size is an A or B.

Yeah, that’s right. Turns out I’m not the only woman doing serious exercise who wears greater than a C cup. Who knew? Not me!

Did I mention they have a store in Denver?

Oh dear. Oh wallet.

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A mark of how much things have changed in the past few months: I’m starting to consider the possibility of wearing just sports bras to the gym.