My armpits stink.

I mean, they STINK. These babies are rank and for good reason!

I, Miss Hunzer L. Hunzer, went for a 2 mile jog/walk today. Not only did I actually JOG during this adventure, I jogged at least HALF the time. This is the second time in three days that I went jogging.


(We got 8 inches of snow yesterday so jogging wasn't gonna happen.
Today? Low 40s and it melted away most of the snow. Thank you Jeebus!)


Now, I realize that two miles ain't shit but it's a start. My Aunt (let's call her C-Dog) is a runner. She's been running since I can remember. I wonder how many miles she has logged on her skinny ass legs? (I say that with LOVE C-Dog!) My jogging pales in comparison but I'm finally doing it. However, I will say this:


Running with a 38DD rack is interesting, to say the least.
After several attempts at trying to corrall the twins, I finally figured out a way ~ I wear my regular bra (Cacique...I love you!) and then wear a sports bra over it. They still bounce and my shoulders hurt like a mo'fo
but they are no longer punching me in the chin or the knees.


One of my favorite lines is "my ass won't run unless it's from the cops". This is true and it has happened a few times (sorry Mom). Now I'm running because I WANT to, not because my dumbass boyfriend made us.

It's amazing, the clarity I feel after a run.

My psyche feels rejuvinated. My mind feels more open, more fresh.





And my taint feels sweaty.


~ xoxo ~