I couldn't re-hook it now because all the boys were watching, so when it came my turn I grabbed the discus and got ready to throw. My back was aching and I felt like I was going to puke - hoping that my bra wouldn't come off. As soon as I threw it, things felt more comfortable. Oh no! My bra made a quick snapping noise, slid off from under my gym shirt, and landed on the ground.
It was pink and lacy.
That gave everyone something to talk about for a day.
I got over it.