Lacking anything better to do, I finally got the tape measure out, because the more I looked at my legs, the more I began to think the kid in McD's was right.
And damned if my right calf isn't half an inch bigger than my left.
Worse, they're both bigger than they were a year ago when I started losing weight. Now, truly, this is due to massive muscle gains. I mean, that's obvious. Those muscles just happen to be sheathed in a thick layer of fat, but...so?
When I started walking, I had visions of finally losing more weight and hitting my goal, but damned if I haven't lost anything. My diet is fine, my exercise level is good, my energy levels are wonderful, but I'm stuck at this weight. I think I've added all the muscle I'm going to add, so I don't think that's it.
But...for the most part, I'm fine with it. It's now not so much dropping more body fat as it is being healthy, getting healthier, and staying there.
Even if I am gonna go through life with mah right laig bigger'n mah lef laig... ;)