Thunder Thighs

Friday as I was changing to go to the gym I noticed there was a hole in my shorts. In the rear. I put them on and sure enough…the hole was right smack in the middle of my left butt cheek. Unfortunately, I could tell this wasn’t a new hole. And even more unfortunate than that was the fact that about 90% of my underwear are thongs. Or tbacks. (Yes, there is a difference between the two. You don’t spend two years working in the lingerie department and not learn something.)  Which means for I don’t know how long, I’ve been going into the gym and baring my butt. Just a teeny tiny little bit of it, but still…

No wonder I’ve been getting a bunch of high-fives!

So my dilemma – wear them regular and expose everyone but feel awkward because now I know I’m exposing them?  Or roll the shorts up enough that my shirt covers the hole but create booty shorts in the process? I opted for booty shorts.

It wasn’t pretty.

So today I wore a new pair of shorts. Those didn’t work out too well either. Because I totally have thunder thighs. Not like “shaking your house apart thunder”, more like “rattling the windows thunder”.  But regardless, still thunder.

Here comes the thunder!

When I was young and I started to get that little curve in the inside of my thighs, I thought it made me soft and womanly. Now I realize it only makes my shorts ride up and bunch in unattractive ways.

I hope, as with other parts of my body, that all this treadmill work will fix that little problem. I mean, I know it’s all about being healthy but if I’m gonna bust my butt every day for an hour, I want to see a little difference. Something besides my boobs shrinking.

Because honestly, I really am trying here. I’m up to an 8 minute run with a 5 minute walk and then another 8 minute run.  You have no idea how long 8 minutes is until you try to run it. Longest 8 minutes of my life.  And it’s only gonna get harder. When I get discouraged, I look forward on the program to see what’s coming up. It kinda keeps me motivated – like, hey, at least I’m not having to run 20 minutes straight. Yet.

So looks like I need to go buy another pair of shorts. While I appreciate support, it just seems all kinds of wrong to hear my thighs clap for me…