Wednesday, June 01, 2011

Making peace with my thighs

That's actually the title of this book my mom bought me awhile back — just one moment in the long journey of a woman learning to accept her body. I have found that I am happiest when I am constantly challenged in my workouts, when I am feeling strong and powerful. That's when I find myself being amazed at what the human body (even MY human body!) is capable of. Darrick is currently on a training schedule for a half-ironman scheduled at the end of August. In order to spend more time together, I find myself doing some of his workouts with him… and LOVING it! I love that I was able to run 9 miles this past weekend. I love that today I could finish a 45 minute bike interval workout and still take the dog on a 3 mile run. I love the strength I feel in these legs!

BUT, the bummer part is that when most people train this way (like my husband), they get skinnier. I, however, am not most people. I tried on some dress pants this morning that I was wearing a few months ago. Today they were definitely uncomfortably tight in the thigh region. (Though I will say that maybe for the first time in my life I have a bump that may somewhat represent something similar to a butt! Look out J-Lo!) Okay, but seriously, instead of being bummed that as my legs get stronger, they may get a little bigger, I am simply going to focus on finding clothes (inexpensively!) that flatter my changing physic. Here's some of the stuff I love:


First things first: Wedges! To make legs look miles long. I LOVE these from anthropologie! And they are expensive, so yes, I will keep dreaming. :)







Sailor shorts (anthropologie).

Bermudas (gap).

Absolutely gorgeous maxi (gap). Show off toned shoulders and arms!

Pretty yet comfy skirt (gap).

A little longer to hide thighs and show off calves instead (gap).



So fun and summery! Long-ish skirt (h&m).

3 comments:

  1. Your athleticism both inspires and intimidates me :)

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  2. Let's go birthday shopping when I get there!

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  3. Okay mom! Don't have to ask me twice! ;)

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