…and I’ll tell you about it, too!  WARNING!!  Almost Explicit Images Below

I’ve been raving to my friends about my new Enell Bra, so I thought I’d share with the rest of my fitness followers about this incredible find. I’ll just be straight up here – I’m a well endowed gal.  The girls have shrunk considerably with my weight loss, but they are still substantial.  I’ve run through the gamut of sports bras – UnderArmor, Champion, JogBra, Nike – and I have never found one that really does the job. Some are too compressive, to the point of pain, some don’t have adjustable straps, some have so much elastic that you come away from a workout with chafe burns in delicate places.  Most of the brands and styles I’ve tried just don’t stop the bounce. And bounce, though it looks intriguing to the male bystander, just sucks the fun out your workout.

Then – insert angelic voices and sparkly light streaming down from heaven – I found Enell.  According to the mission statement on their website, “Enell, Inc. is dedicated to providing well-endowed women with the opportunity to fully participate in an active lifestyle by offering state of the art, high quality performance apparel.”  Okay. Goody for them.  But will that bra really work?  YES!!!!! IT DOES!!!  And you can get a PINK ONE!!

Sports bras do their job either through compression or encapsulation, smashing the boobs flat or holding them firmly with structurally reinforced rigid fabrics.  Compression is uncomfortable, encapsulation makes you look like a Viking Warrior with pointy metal chest plates.  Enell combines both methods, with remarkaby comfortable, supportive results!

The bra fits like a vest, with a long row of hooks up the front; the shape is the compression part. The inner fabric is silky against the skin with no stretch at all; this is the encapsulation.  Put on one, and voila!  No Bounce!  NO  BOUNCE I tell you!  The snapshot on the right?  You can see how much compression…I’m a DDD.  (FYI, picture taken in our workout room at work, Buff Chad’s playground where he makes us do stuff like punch that punching bag, do a bazillion reps on those machines or run on the treadmill that I’m standing on.)

Some words of warning.  You need to try one on before you buy.  The sizing charts on the website are pretty close, but you may need to go down or up a size.  I needed to go down a size to get the right amount of support for me.  They aren’t available everywhere (yet!), so check the website for local retailers in your area.  If you don’t have a local retailer, order three bras from Enell, one size up, one size down and one just right, then return what doesn’t fit.  Finally, this wonderfulness is pricey.  I paid $64 for mine.  For no bounce workouts, it was worth every penny.

Check it out at http://www.enell.com/. 

I needed some sunshine today, Chickies, some good old vitamin D to cheer me up.  So I decided to layer up and take to the streets.

Olivia came with me.

I get about a half mile from the office and she speaks up.

See?  Fleece is our Friend.

My conversation with Miss Olivia went something like this today.

Olivia, they are not hot clothes.  They are fleece clothes.  I forgot to switch them to lighter layers after I heard the weather report this morning.

The fleece pants may get a little soaked around the waistband. I do have a short sleeve t-shirt in that bag, though, and that should help. Besides, there’s a shower downstairs and I can clean up when I get back.

I know.  *sigh*  It became a complicated morning when Teen Son#1 announced that he Had to be at school early today, ten minutes before we usually start loading the car.  My running shoes are pretty much broken down well worn and I don’t think lack of socks will be a problem for the short run I have planned.

Go play with someone else today, Olivia.  I’m going for a run.



Some days are easier than others when it comes to Miss Olivia.  She knows every excuse under the sun and can cajole, whine and run her sassy mouth until the cows come home.   She can justify eating chocolate cake and can convince me to skip Body Pump.  She challenges me every second that I’m awake. 

I won today. Two miles in 26 minutes.