I went for a short run this morning, first time this year having had a cold and not felt up to it until now. The run itself was not bad actually, although only 1.75 miles so not exactly far.
When I started running I became aware of a little bit of breast jiggle with each step. That’s not good as it is a clear sign that I have gained weight over Christmas but…feeling a little of how it must feel when a girl runs, that is really affirming.
In other breast related empathy today, the top I’ve been wearing has rubbed and irritated my left nipple and it’s a bit sore. If (when?) I start hormones and begin the early stages of breast development, this is something I will probably experience a lot more.
It’s funny, even though I’m obviously not on hormone treatment, it does sometimes feel like my body is feminising by itself anyway. Which can’t be true of course, wishful thinking.
Now it’s bed time I’ve taken off the irritating shirt and put on my soft first bra, which feels much better and my nipples are protected now.
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