How good is being fit though? And I don't just refer to aesthetics. How amaze-balls do you feel after a work out sesh? It's certainly easy to fall in love with fitness, I know I have. Who needs a man when you got a gym membership...? AMIRIGHT?!
Love as you might those endorphins kicking around your blood stream, we fit chicks frequently struggle to find that happy medium between being a feminine, lady like flower and a raging beast unit. I know I'm not alone here so lets poke some fun at our perils shall we? Let us use these #firstworldproblems to unite us she-beasts!
1) Dainty, girly outfits - Forget about it mate. That little strappy top looks super cute on the mannequin but around our delts...PFT. Unless of course you're planning on auditioning for the re-make of Priscilla - Queen of the Desert, Put it back God damn it. BUT show of hands over here as to who amongst us would still pick muscle over spaghetti straps any day of the week... AMIRIGHT?!
2) Lingerie - Ok so I still have a little collection of black racy bits from Victoria's Secret but lets be honest, none of those cheeky camis have ANY function other than making you feel sexy as fuck. How many of you own an ACTUAL bra, The type that actually holds up your boobs? I haven't owned a real one in 5 years. I either live in sports crops, bikini tops or bare breasted because there's NOTHING TO HOLD UP!
Whats the point right?! Our boobs were the first fat targets hit when we started getting fit...<looks down shirt, "that;s cool mate, I didn't need you anyway kaysseeyabye"
Whatever, I still have Booty.
3) Hair Washing - Trying to plan you hair wash days for the entire week around both sweaty gym sessions and your social calendar is a BITCH.
Some of you girls are REALLY good at planning your hair routine around your gym, me not so much. I'll let it go for as long as possible (2-3 days) and on the very last day when it's crusty as feck and could snap off like a twig, I'll chuck in one last dripping sweat session. If I REALLY have to wash my hair, it's gotta be DIRRRR-TY first. Cos once that hair is clean and blow dried, you best believe I aint going anywhere near a gym for a whole 24 hours that I am fresh! I am a delicate flower for today!
4) Fashhhhh-un?? - When you spend SO much of your life in Activewear that you literally forget how to dress in anything else? What's a dress? I could make that into a tent mate. Function.
If I go out, I wear cocktail shorts and wedges, not heels. Cos, you know, what if I have to squat for some reason?
I walk into my closet and the ratio of fit gear to casual is like 70/30. I'm not sorry. Whatever. My ass looks better wrapped up in spandex than it does denim anyway.
Someone should open a bar in which active wear is the dress code and people lounge on fitness machines instead of couches, the dance floor is a cardio class and they serve protein powder cocktails. And I still wouldn't go.
Peace out loves x