What Happens when Calves Mature

 So I have lost 40 pounds since this time last year. It seems like so much now that I think about it. I feel great. I had to buy smaller clothes and then even smaller clothes when I kept losing weight. It is pretty awesome.

I have come upon a bit of a problem though. You see, even when I was heavier, I had small calves.  This was perfect since I only wear skinny jeans. Since I have become addicted to running (in fact I am going to run my first half marathon in May), the rest of me has gotten smaller, but my calves have almost doubled in size. No one warned me about this.

I have to struggle to get my skinny jeans off my calves now. Basically, instead of calves I now have rather large cows.

This problem was amplified on Sunday. Mindy and I rode our bikes downtown. This meant that I had to roll my right pants leg up so it wouldn't get caught in the gears. All was fine and dandy, til we got to the movie theatre and I tried to pull my pants leg back down.

They wouldn't budge. They were stuck. Rolling them up had made the already snug fit a death grip.

Kayla and Mindy were laughing at me as I broke a sweat attempting to yank my pants leg back down over my gargantuan calf.

Eventually, I had to ask for their assistance.


It's pretty difficult being me sometimes.