I luv lunks.
I love looking at their bodies.
I love their muscles.
I love watching how they train.
I always have since I can remember and I always will.
I love to hear the “bro-science”.
But what I don’t love is the big muscles on me.
Well, not anymore. Not my legs, my thighs, anymore.
After years of gymnastics, sprinting (hurdling), competitive bodybuilding, I know what it’s like to “naturally” have the propensity to build muscular, big thighs.
When you are muscular and have a low body fat and are in your 20’s or you just have a low body fat regardless of what your age is, your muscles look good in the glistening sun. I like that look. I like to look at that look.
But that look is not for me anymore.
My days of squatting, lunging, plyo-anything and anything with “Russian” attached to it are over.
And my joints thank me.
Are there any other “mesomorph types” who put on muscle easy, who can bulk up easy, who were former gymnasts, sprinters, bodybuilders (serious), who want to rid themselves of the massiveness of their thighs and not be so muscle-bound and “thick” today?
Because today, you aren’t maintaining the unsustainable very low body fat levels like when you were younger and you’re not training 20 hours or more a week, your legs are starting you look like tree trunks.
Don’t you want to try skinny jeans? Be honest.
Remember what you did to get those tight, muscular thighs? Remember after doing such an intense leg workout, your legs would feel like they didn’t belong to you?
You wondered if you could even drive home, because your legs were so fatigued. Your thighs felt like jelly, yet they also felt like they weighed 1,000 lbs. each to move them.
Then you looked up, as you exit the gym and see these…
Thank Goodness! A movable escalator!
Oh wait. It’s broke. The escalator going up is broken.
So, you have to climb them manually…
You could just lie down right there at the bottom of the broken escalator and spend the night 🙂
I used to love that feeling; but not any more…
I don’t want big thighs, I call “thunder thighs” any more.
I want to feel/look good in my clothes.
I don’t want my thighs to rub together.
I am a spectator of muscle-boundness now.
Not a participant any more.
I like to watch the lunks.
And did I mention I like to hear them grunt.
I’ve taken my seat at the spectator table when I’m working my upper body.
If you want big thighs. Good. I’m happy for you. May I look at your legs?
If you’re thinking like me and you don’t want that growing thigh look any more – consider joining me and my own little world of trimness and losing 30Lbs.
In my little world, I help those like me who want to
make their thick thighs thinner and not rub together.
In this thinner thigh world of mine, (we all have 30 lbs to lose… no more than that please) and we care more about how we look in clothes, than naked.
Yes looking good naked is great, but here’s my (our) philosophy on that:
Let’s face it, unless you’re working a pole, the people or person you want to attract to you, sees you with clothes on first. And has to like what they see with you in your clothes.
And thunder thighs, without the low body fat and Olympic-style training, in my opinion, don’t look that great in clothes.
You’re always pulling down your shorts from in-between your legs and from riding up your crotch when you walk.
I hate that.
If you opt in to the upper right, you can get my bonus complimentary chapter, “Fix the FUPWA”. This is not for softees.
In it, is a section on “Lose 30 Lbs. in 30 Days. I Did It. Want to Know How?”, I mention some techniques to avoid building your already big thighs.
Also if you click on The Laughter Diet above you can see more of my philosophy and outline of the “diet”.
Now if you want big thighs, don’t opt in. Read another cross-fit blog and enjoy your legs.
Meanwhile, I’m off to my gym, that I love. Not your ordinary gym.
I pay a decent amount of money for the men (only men trainers there) to push me hard during my workouts, but not my legs. I REFUSE to do certain exercises. Not only do I have arthritis, osteo-arthritis from abusing my body when I was a younger athlete and now later in life, rheumatoid arthritis is showing it’s ugly head.
Also, I know the look I want. I sacrificed things to trim my once very muscular thighs. And I’m not going to build them up again, while in pain.
You have to decide what you want your body to look like and then decide if you are committed and willing to do what it takes to get that look.
Don’t be pressured to do what’s popular. For example – I know Cross fit is popular right now. But I don’t want a cross-fit body.
These guys who put me through a good workout at the gym, want to stay in business and keep their customers happy. We get along great. We understand and respect each other.
So for back to my thighs, I do special exercises – called the “No thunder thigh” exercises.
The lunks at my gym are nice to look at and also nice to work with. I don’t tell any of them my fitness background and training. I like to hear their advice and their sometimes wacky ways of getting in shape.
(Oh, I grew up around a lot of men. So, I’m not sensitive to their yelling, sweating, sometimes crudeness and hearing deficits. That’s why I think I had a problem when I worked with women in nursing. No seriously. Too much estrogen. Nurses are great with patients; not so much with each other.)
So, there are some lunks at my gym.
They are serious when it comes to working out. They are funny and nice and approachable when the work out is over.
And I’ll be watching them.
P.S. This is why I don’t go to the purple planet place. ‘Cause Lunks aren’t allowed.