No straps, just quality holsters.
I once missed a step coming down a bleacher at a local rodeo (another story). This 'six decade old' body bounced down the last three steps and onto the ground. I jumped back to my feet, picked up my dignity, and continued on my journey...the sidearm never left its IWB leather holster.
Don't need no stinkin' straps...walking lessons, yes...straps, no!
Stay armed...use a quality holster...stay safe!