March 1st, 2011
Dexter and Dave both have learned the hard way.
I dominate on hills.
Particularly on the one that we live on top of.
What can I say, living in the west hills of Pittsburgh has its benefits. Now, where can I visit that will make me speedy???
Before the race on Saturday, Brynna and I were talking about hills.
Which would you say:
For every downhill there is an uphill?
For every uphill there is a downhill?
It’s the runner’s version of the glass half empty/half full phrase.
On of the benefits of killer hills would be killer leg muscles. Looking at my race pictures reminded me of that. Dave reminded me of it today, too. He said, “Whoa!! You’re leg muscles are insane!”
So I have a confession to make.
I know that my leg muscles are “insane” (to use Dave’s word). It’s cool. I’ve always had chicken legs, and I know that running long distances and in Vibram FiveFingers have helped cure that. But there’s a point where insane is no longer acceptable, er, preferable. And that point is whenever your legs could beat up your husband’s legs.
So what’s the confession? Well, whenever I do Jillian Michael’s workouts, I don’t do the parts that focus on leg strength. Like her squat/rows… my version is just rows.
So there you have it. My name is Abby and I have insane legs.
But I’ll keep running hills.