The good, the bad and the ugly
During secondary school I used to do Taekwondo, and later fencing. As both of these sports are very leg-based, I developed thick strong calves and thighs.

I didn't continue these, or any sports during uni, but managed to retain my strong legs. The cider took it's toll on my belly though!

Then a year after uni I broke my left leg (tib & fib), and was in a cast for 15 weeks. Naturally my once rippling muscles atrophied something horrible, but also, I was being (over)fed by my parents lovely food, my belly expanded as well. Once the cast came off, I began to learn to walk again, and to rebuild the muscles in my left leg. It was horrible. The kicker was that after so long being immobile but well fed, my metabolism was shot, and I found it impossible to lose weight.

It's been 3 years since I broke my leg, my muscles have mostly recovered, I no longer lean to one side when sitting, but I can't run far before my knee starts hurting (cycling's fine though). I'm slowly working off the weight, but seem to put weight on far too easily.

At least I have a cool scar. Chicks dig scars, right?
( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Sat 3 Jan 2009, 11:12, Reply)