If you can ride up Alp D'heuz, I WANT your thighs! Me me!!Im lucky to make 35 km!
I was a bit worried about big thighs, as SOMEONE at my house said, 'oh dont get those big dikey looking bike thighs, I hate those women, They look gross..'( Great thing to tell someone who recovered from eating disorder).
You know, I want GREAT BIG ONES now! Propel me thighs, freedom! The size of hams, win races! Screw pants, I ll happily wear a lines for rest of life, if I can win some races( or even BE in some races!)
Funnily, I told my BF that I was a bit sad Id never have long , hard thighs as cool as George Hincapie, and he wrote that no much he ( half ) denied himself food , he'd never have a chest like M. Rassmusssen( who frankly, despite his muscle ratio to mass, look like he's on his deathbed!!)!!
(My friends is a bit big and Im a bit small, and when we finally get to ride together( hes across country) he will no doubt be kicking my behind on flats as I wizz up the hills, leaving him behind.)
My legs are bigger too, and I only have ridden for about a year and a half.
Conquering illness, one step at time.