malfunction

At the gym today I was  running on the treadmill (don't tell my cute blonde knee surgeon) and at about mile 2, gasp, my boobies felt a little too, uh, free-to-be. I suddenly realized that my jog bra had come unhooked. It's of the halter variety. Oh my. Near flashing. And crashing. And breaking of my neck as I tried to hook it while keeping pace. Hilarious. I laughed out loud and loud enough to hear myself through the headphones. Through Megasoid pounding away in my eardrums.

How can running three miles be bad for me when it makes me feel so good and laugh so loud? Answer me that.

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