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Whatchu gon' do with all that junk inside yo trunk?

OK let's talk about athletic gear for a second. I don't know about you guys, but there are all kinds of things I don't want showing when I'm working out: namely my entire body. 



But seriously, I need to find clothes that are flattering *enough* so that I don't feel self-conscious. I know, I know- stop caring about how you look at the gym, blah blah blah. Buuuut if I'm already not feeling so hot about being there, a good set of clothes generally seems to help. 

Obviously by "good set of clothes", sometimes I just mean the baggiest t-shirt I can find and some "yoga" pants that have yet to see the inside of a yoga studio. 

I have this fabulous friend Pamela who founded an "independent film and theater company where all forms improvisation combine to create exciting… performance art experiences"- 4&9 Productions. Fancy, n'est-ce pas? As if she wasn't cool enough, she's opened a Teespring shop to sell some quippy workout t-shirts. 

Soooo when said fabulous friend contacted me and asked me to post a link to these flipping awesome shirts, I had to oblige. I love her. I love their mission. I. Love. These. Shirts. 

It also comes in white and royal blue. Ooooo Aaaahhhh
How cute are these?!! As someone who runs so slow that it's often mistaken for an actual crawl, these shirts excite and make me happy. Mostly because it gives me hope that maybe someone, someday will actually read this shirt… As I pass them. 

Hopefully not because I've given up and am lying in a ditch, but given how I feel about running, that's not out of the realm of possibility. ;-) 

But I digress... These shirts also come in a variety of sizes which I loooove, because Lord knows that all of this jelly can't be contained in just any ole' t-shirt. 

I believe in me. And I believe in this shirt. 

What's a blog post without a Nic Cage unibrow??
SO. Go buy a fabulous shirt, inspire yourself to move, and support my wonderful friend with her fantastic company. It's a trifecta of great reasons to do a little shopping. 

OH! In case you're not familiar with Teespring, you actually "reserve" a shirt until the quota is met, and in this case they need 3 more shirts. That's it. Just 3. Once the quota is met, they charge your card and send your awesome shirt!

Maybe we could all be dorks and take pics of us wearing our matching shirts. =P 

xo

A Redhead

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