I anxiously awaiting the arrival of my new sports bra. I have only walked for the last week because the old brassiere just isn't cuttin' the mustard anymore. Hopefully I won't have to send it back. I optimistic! Now all that is left for my perfect workout wardrobe is running shoes that have light colored soles so I can play racquetball on the "shoe nazi's" court. Look out Mr L, you're going down!