Pink Trash Travels


The Leg Challenge

Today at the gym, I was having a discussion with Tilo, one of the personal trainers, about my leg workout. I jokingly mentioned to Tilo that I have to be careful that my legs don't get too big. "I wouldn't want to be out of proportion," I said. Besides that, with such a petite waist, big legs would be problematic.

He then made a comment that, as a good rule of thumb, your calves should be the same size as your arms. "Which, yours aren't. Your arms are bigger," he said. I replied, "No they aren't." Tilo then asked, "Do you want to make a bet?" Never being one to turn down a challenge, I answered back, "Sure!"

So away he went to grab his measuring tape. The end result? Tilo is buying me lunch. My arms are almost exactly the same size as my calves. "Perfect!" I declared. He couldn't believe it. We then measured his. "Oops. You're lopsided!" I exclaimed. His calves are bigger than his arms (but not in a bad way, believe me).

Feeling sorry for him, I told Tilo I wouldn't chose any place too expensive for our lunch date.