One of the most fascinating moments of my teenage life was having a friend of mine stand on a scale while I cupped the underneath her boobs up so we could see her weight discrepancy, thus figuring out how much her boobs weighed. The experiment was for science, and science alone... And for her peace of mind. I can't remember the exact details of how much they weighed, but that day stuck with me for the rest of my life. Boobs. Boobs are heavy (sometimes). Their size and weight will surely effect everything they touch.
I read the messageboards enough to keep my fingers on the pulse of what the community is talking about (after a women's MMA fight - boobs). I also have a child-like wonder about weight cutting and how it effects breast tissue. It was with these questions in my back pocket that I strolled into Ronda's gym with LayzieTheSavage, ready to ask an awkward question that I've been wondering about for years. Thanks for answering, Ronda.
The last time I felt this uneasy asking a question I was getting Phil Davis' take on being explosive or asking Hector Lombard about God (that interview will never be published).
Watch Ronda answer the quick-fire questions with aplomb, and get educated on the difficulty of sports bra management and the chest region of a female martial artist.