I am in Project Tank Top mode.
During the last five years, my shirt sleeves have gotten longer and my shorts even longer. Last year, I spent a majority of the dog days of summer wearing 3/4 length sleeves. Not really a great option when it’s 90 degrees out. Enough is enough!
I used to live and die by the tank top. It was a wardrobe staple. Dog park? Tank top. Football game? Tank top. Concert in the park? Tank top. Ok…you get it. I had an Old Navy long length tank in every color and I wore the shit out of them.
It’s probably been about two years though that I wouldn’t dare be caught in a sleeveless shirt without some sort of sweater. A little has to do with the slight case of lymphedema I’ve developed from my 2008 breast cancer surgery but A LOT has to do with the general squishiness that my arms have become. Years ago, I would sometimes get a glimpse of cellulite on my arms in certain lighting. I’ve come to realize it’s not really the lighting.
I’ve been working out with a trainer at the gym for a couple of weeks now. I laughed uncomfortably as I told her one of my short term goals is to get into a tank top before June 1st. We talked specifically about workout wear but if I can wear a tank to the gym, I’m damn sure wearing one to the grocery store!
You should see most of the women at my gym. I mean, totally adorable Lululemon exercise tanks. I die. I want to wear one so badly. A friend I workout with often says I should just suck it up and wear one if I want to. I’m tempted because…it’s the GYM! But, I just can’t. Cheesy arms, arm pit fat, and those flabby wing things. Yeah, not happening. Yet.
So, I’ve set the goal. Tank top by June 1st. I got a little birthday gift card saved as incentive to splurge on a brand new workout tank from Lucy. I am love this Yoga Flow Tank (I have the same pants pictured!) and this Heart Center Cami (which will probably never happen for a busty girl like myself, but…)
Wish me luck. I’m hoping to show off my hard work come June. Now, off to do some bicep curls to get myself some tank top arms.
This is a non-sponsored post. I am simply a shopper of Lucy, Lululemon, Gap, and Old Navy and that’s the extent of our relationship,