Bambbles Rambles

Have you ever had one of those moments where you wish you could crawl under a rock and hide but you cant and you just have to live through it knowing that it will eventually stop but right now you have to live through it and why god why?!?!

So today I was working out with my trainer for the first time in weeks. So I am all like -

Well the workout is going great. I am my usual apt self at everything - 

When something goes horribly wrong. - 

My nipples were poking through my t-shirt like they were ready to cut diamonds. They could have cut the windows in a jewel heist. I seriously rivaled Jennifer Aniston from Friends. 

We were doing a curl kick combo sort of thing and they were just RIGHT THERE staring at me in the mirror!

So I am sitting here trying to play it off, looking anywhere but my boobs, but I know it is impossible to not notice.

By the way this is pretty much my trainer - 

Except my trainer is actually more ripped than this guy... and wears a shirt. 

Anyway, it felt like ages before the traitorous bosom succumbed to my threats and went back into hiding. And luckily he's too awesome of a guy to call them out but GOD DAMN IT BOOBS. WORK WITH ME FOR ONCE. 

But in the end, the workout went well and I now feel like this -

So that eventually the end goal will be reached.