I’m a girl. I think we’ve clearly established that. And I’ve always been somewhat of a girly girl. In kindergarten I refused to wear anything but dresses with big bows on them. As a high school goth I veered toward the dramatic skirts and lots of makeup variety. However, since birthing 3 boys and living with a fourth I’ve become, well, kind of a princess. I blame all the testosterone.
So how does all this frivolity translate in the gym? As far as primping is concerned, there are two basic categories: general hygiene and looks. For my workouts I try to accomplish the former and not worry about the latter. For instance, I now shave my legs and pits every day and I think everyone at the gym is grateful for that. I don’t wear makeup to exercise but I don’t wash it off before I work out if I’m already wearing it either. And I don’t even own any matchy-matchy Nike outfits.
But small indulgences have been creeping in. I paint my toes which considering they are always covered by tennies is probably just icing. I also try and keep my work out gear in the same color family and I like my clothes to fit. Here’s my confession: I get ridiculously excited for any events for which I get to dress up like the symphony or a nice dinner out or… the Hip Hop Hustle YouTube video shoot (tonight, baby!). You know, the important things. So it was inevitable that I would eventually confront the ultimate girly girl workout piece.
Running In A Skirt
I mentioned the other day that I have always been leery of running skirts. Sure they have shorts under them but if you’re going to wear shorts why not just wear shorts and leave all the extra fabric off? The few skirts that I had tried on were either a Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman short-and-tight or were so utilitarian as to be completely fug, like running in a 1950’s girl scout uniform.
Enter runningskirts.com. They saw my little post and offered to change my mind by sending me a running skirt to sample. At first I was nervous as their mascots, the impossibly gorgeous Running Twins, set a high standard. Anything would look good on those two Amazons. (Side note: the twins, with their abs of steel, are even moms. Of babies under 1. Girls are amazing.) But I pushed my fears aside and wore it to the gym today.
My butt has never looked so good in work out clothes.
It was the perfect length and clung to my butt just enough to show it off. The waistband was wide, laid completely flat, and didn’t cause anything to squish out above or below it. It even had the cutest little flare at the bottom so it wasn’t binding at all. I couldn’t stop checking myself out in the mirrors on the weight floor (yeah, I even annoyed myself). I was h-o-t hot.
Then Gym Buddy Allison and I tested it out for its intended purpose by running a few miles around the track. It moved like a dream and I felt downright bouncy in it. Maybe a little too bouncy… Allison, in further testament to what a good friend she is, ran behind me for a few steps to make sure everything was staying covered. And it was.
But all was not sunshine and roses. Unless you are talking rosy cheeks. Of the nether variety.
The one problem with the running skirt was that it came with attached panties, a la Anna Kournikova. They were fine while I was running – no chaffing – but for anything else they were quite revealing.
CrossFit today called for 3 sets of 50 back extensions and 50 situps. Of course, our back extension machine, a machine with a high embarrassment potential even minus the skirt, is right in the middle of the weight floor. Let’s just say I had to use Allison as a human shield and couldn’t fully extend.
Next up, situps! Problem: the weight floor is surrounded on all sides by the track – except one wall of mirrors. Eventually I found a corner wedged between the Gravitron and the Smith Machine where I could aim my tushie at the wall. Allison christened it “the cleavage corner” and banished me to it for all three sets.
My workout completed, I headed to the stretching mats to… do anything but stretch. (Children, today we learn that Charlotte is not an aggressive bikini waxer.) Instead I sat on the mats with my knees held primly together while Allison theorized, “Maybe the problem isn’t the panties. Maybe you just need to be more comfortable with showing them, you know like tennis players.”
“But with tennis, you rather expect to see undies. I don’t think people come to the Y looking for flash dance.”
“You could start a trend!”
Or I could just stick to running in it.
Note: I tested out the “running skirt” style. This style comes with the mesh panties attached (never felt so nicely ventilated, I tell you). Running Skirts also has an “athletic skirt” style with attached compression shorts that make it suitable for yoga, kick boxing etc.
Make sure and check out MizFit in a skirt today! Girl is one hot mamacita!!
Now I’m dying to know what kind of girly concessions you make for your workouts! Are you a ratty tee in the basement kind of girl or do your dri-fit tees match the swoosh on your shorts (and socks and shoes and headbands)? And men – chime in and tell us if you guys notice our shenanigans and what you think of it.