Yes. I am so bored from not running that this is what I write about on my running blog.
Actually, I got the idea from my friend Jen, who came to visit me last weekend. I was telling her how I was knitting some knee socks and how you actually get to make room for your calves. This is very nice, because, being a marathon runner, my calves are sort of huge...so normal knee socks don't fit me. So I had to measure my calves before I started, so that I would know how big to make them. Anyway, she thought this was funny and measured her calves too and wrote about it on her running blog. So I am copying, because I have nothing better to write about that is running related.
My calves are 15.75 inches around at their widest point. (And all muscle).
I think this is funny.
I am a small framed girl for my height (5'10", 138 pounds) so I can only assume that this means my calves are big. I must admit, I love muscles. And I'm not trying to be narcissistic.
Bill measured his calves too, because he was just curious after I measured mine :)
I am planning on getting lots of sleep this weekend and crossing my fingers that I feel good enough to do a 13-14 mile run.
Showing posts with label muscles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label muscles. Show all posts
Friday, March 13, 2009
Monday, June 25, 2007
Closet Catastrophe!
So, I FINALLY started switching my winter clothes with my summer clothes and this is a HUGE deal and usually takes an entire weekend to do. Why am I writing about this in my running blog? Because of this. Yeah. I have no trouble praising myself or noticing how great I look and how muscular I am. I guess I never thought this would translate into me having to buy new clothes. NONE of my jeans FIT...and not in a good way, like "oh I lost two sizes!" No, like I can't pull my jeans all the way up. Bill attributes this to thigh muscles. My shirts that I can't pull down he attributes to back muscles. This one I couldn't buy. I don't really have back muscles. He then moves his arms back and forth like he's running and tells me that all the training has GOT to give me back muscles even if I don't notice them.
So we went to the mall and now I understand the whole 'oh ha ha ha, it takes women 30 years to find a pair of jeans'. I didn't even go to the juniors department where I usually go, because I have come to the conclusion that although I am thin, I also have things like hips. I tried on pair after pair of "mom jeans". Ugh.
I came to the conclusion that this is my problem (which is probably the problem of a gazillion other women athletes) long legs but not a lot of width, slender hips, tiny butt, muscular thighs (well, and for me, a little pooch that I cannot get rid of...so, no low rise for me...but no "mom jeans" either!)I told Bill there needs to be an "athletic" fit. If I were a fashion designer, I would make them.
I finally ended up at Lucky Jeans, paying more than I wanted to, but at least they look ok. Running is getting to be expensive.
So we went to the mall and now I understand the whole 'oh ha ha ha, it takes women 30 years to find a pair of jeans'. I didn't even go to the juniors department where I usually go, because I have come to the conclusion that although I am thin, I also have things like hips. I tried on pair after pair of "mom jeans". Ugh.
I came to the conclusion that this is my problem (which is probably the problem of a gazillion other women athletes) long legs but not a lot of width, slender hips, tiny butt, muscular thighs (well, and for me, a little pooch that I cannot get rid of...so, no low rise for me...but no "mom jeans" either!)I told Bill there needs to be an "athletic" fit. If I were a fashion designer, I would make them.
I finally ended up at Lucky Jeans, paying more than I wanted to, but at least they look ok. Running is getting to be expensive.
Friday, May 25, 2007
Muskles
My legs are like solid rocks! I guess that is what happens when you run like a crazy-woman. I mean, I should have kind of expected that, but I LOVE it!
And I never really believed my friend (who also happens to run) Jen, when she said running builds up your abs. But after the marathon my abs (along with everything else) were killing me. Now, I don't have a washboard stomach like she does, but I am definitely slimming down. In fact, I lost an inch and a half off of my waist from January. I know this does not sound like a lot, but for me it is. I have had the same waist size since the end of high school, which was (holy cow) 10 years ago!
My arms are definitely more defined. That, I guess was the most surprising to me. My arms just do NOT get definition. And my arm muscles are sad. When I used to go to the gym to lift on the machines I would have to do my should presses on a setting of 15 pounds. In the meantime I am watching 14 year old girls and skinny women in their late 60s lift 45 pounds on the same machine. But every time I went on a 10 plus mile run, at around 9 or 10 miles sometimes my arms would feel like they were going to fall out of their sockets. My husband was like "duh, you've been moving your arms back and forth for almost 2 hours!" I guess it makes sense if you think about it.
Anyway, I am loving it!
Tonight, I run the Beat the Banana in Hyde Park (London, not Cincy...much flatter) and tomorrow I hit the gym for weight training.
And I never really believed my friend (who also happens to run) Jen, when she said running builds up your abs. But after the marathon my abs (along with everything else) were killing me. Now, I don't have a washboard stomach like she does, but I am definitely slimming down. In fact, I lost an inch and a half off of my waist from January. I know this does not sound like a lot, but for me it is. I have had the same waist size since the end of high school, which was (holy cow) 10 years ago!
My arms are definitely more defined. That, I guess was the most surprising to me. My arms just do NOT get definition. And my arm muscles are sad. When I used to go to the gym to lift on the machines I would have to do my should presses on a setting of 15 pounds. In the meantime I am watching 14 year old girls and skinny women in their late 60s lift 45 pounds on the same machine. But every time I went on a 10 plus mile run, at around 9 or 10 miles sometimes my arms would feel like they were going to fall out of their sockets. My husband was like "duh, you've been moving your arms back and forth for almost 2 hours!" I guess it makes sense if you think about it.
Anyway, I am loving it!
Tonight, I run the Beat the Banana in Hyde Park (London, not Cincy...much flatter) and tomorrow I hit the gym for weight training.
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