And all the other things that suck about being a chick. I thought about this as I struggled to wiggle out of a sweaty sports bra the other day. After a 5 mile run, trying to free my chest from the clutches of elastic and cotton/nylon blends of torture can require almost more energy than I can muster. The zany yoga moves and acrobatics it sometimes requires would be amusing…if it was happening to somebody else.
Check out my TOP 10 Page to see the complete list of things that annoy me most about being a woman.