Perhaps I over shared with this response, "Hell, yeah I am buying these pants. My ass looks amazing!"

I was trapped and I didn't know what I was going to do.

3 weeks ago
I walked into a LuluLemon store for the first time.  I have always thought there stuff was overpriced.  And then those bags that people carry that had LL merchandise inside with those weird sayings are so obnoxious. But with the Barre classes and trying to improve my physique, I was curious about this brand that I frequently see.  I tried on these pants and was amazed.  The LL employee asked me if I was going to purchase them.  Perhaps I over shared with this response, "Hell, yeah I am buying these pants.  My ass looks amazing!"

8 days ago
Still pleased with my pants purchase, I checked out any sale items on the LuluLemon site.  There were these tops that had a shelf bra sewn inside.  So for the sale price of $29, I could get both a top and a sports bra in one. There was also a mention of the fabric letting go of sweaty odor--Lord knows that I need that.  I thought it was a good deal even though I was now sucked into this brand.

Today
Yesterday, I got my new tops so today, I wanted to wear one during my run.  Not sure if it was the top, but I had an excellent 3 mile run.  Out of 32 minutes, 24 was done on an incline.  Needless to say, I got quite sweaty, looked at the clock and knew I had to haul ass to get back upstairs to my desk.

But then as I am in the locker room, I realize that I am in trouble.  I am trapped and I am not sure what I am going to do.  I can't get my top off.  This wasn't a top that I could pull the straps down, push and step out of it.  I have to pull it over my head and it is impossible to do this with all the sweat.   I can only get it half way off.  I had to think this through so I try to put it back on...I can't do that either.  So now I am standing there in the locker room, thankfully alone but trapped in a discounted LuluLemon top, boobs half in, half out.  Should I call someone upstairs to help me get this off?  I would have to warn them for what they would see...you know, the wonkiness and the fact that my girls like to feed on the left over the right.  I didn't feel like calling anyone so I just wiggled and wormed my way out of the top all the while praying that no one walked in during my escape.  This took about 3 minutes.  Perhaps I just need some practice.

Jesus Christ, trapped by a brand.  Ridic....