Today I decided that it's time, time to finally have the sports bra funeral that I've been thinking about for
Maybe it's just me being frugal, but I hold onto sports bras far longer than I should. Like years longer than I should. I know that they shouldn't have a birthday and that once the elastic starts to wear where they really don't hold things where they should be held that it's time to let go. But I don't, and there are members in the collection that have earned their tenure.
Over the years I've enacted a system to maximize the life of the sports bra
First, the bra is introduced into the running category. Here it is kept until it no longer meets the standard of minimizing the bouncing factor.
Don't know how other people appropriately purchase their sports bras, but my very official way of buying them is to look for the smallest size in hopes that it will be so tight that it will hold everything in.
It's a full-proof method that hasn't failed me yet.
Next, it drops down to the wear around the house kind of bra on those days I'm feeling too lazy to put on a real bra (which in all seriousness is probably at least 5 out of 7 days per week).
Then, it moves to the sleeping sports bra genre where it's only job is to cover and provide a false sense of security while sleeping (there seem to be quite of few of them lingering in this category these days).
Lastly, it becomes time to retire. This is the stage I struggle the most with where the bra usually sits in my designated sports bra drawer for a year, or in some cases 5+ years, until I am able to muster up the strength to dispose of it and let go of the memories we share.
With as many miles that I've ran in my life, you would think I am the kind of gal that could let go of a bra that is well past it's prime. But I can't. In all honesty, I'm 28 years old and have sports bras that date back to 1999 in my collection. Most of these I don't even wear anymore, but just can't bring myself to get rid of them.
What an odd thing to hold on to...