So yesterday, my classes were cancelled because snow is disturbing us over here. So I decided to join fitfam and go jogging. I'm actually planning a trip to one of the Caribbean islands later in the year and I have plans to tension them with my bikini pictures on social media. But, I digress. I wore a zip-up sports bra and may I add that I love these because they come off so easily after working out. All other kinds are a struggle to get out of.
Something like this.
I drove to the indoor track at my school and cued my Naija music. As soon as I started jogging, I felt the zipper unraveling. I tried to grab it but it was too late. Thankfully, nobody else was on the track at the time. So, I literally gathered my breasts and went in search of a bathroom. The devil is a liar. So, I searched for a bathroom for a good minute and all the bathrooms suddenly disappeared into thin air. See me see trouble o. Who sent me?
They don't want you to get a summer body.
I lowkey started to panic. I thought about just going straight to my car to sort things out but I had to get through a sea of people to do that. While I was panicking, I saw this stairwell. I looked around for cameras and people and no one was in sight. That's how I ended baring my breasts to fix my bra in public. I thank Baba God nobody walked by because if anyone did, issolova Jackie. Thanks God our generation is too lazy tot take the stairs.
Today's summary. Yay! I burned an extra calorie in less steps.
P.S. The bra ended up holding up for the rest of the workout.