I was recently accused by frequent commenter biG MIKE of having "trackie legs." I don't know what that means. Personally, I think it's a code word for "beer gut." But I decided that I wanted to see what "trackie legs" actually look like.
So I found the trackie legs of Erin Mirabella, world class trackie, and according to all accounts, a really nice person. Her slogan could be, "Going Really Fast, and Making Women Who Think Their Thighs are Too Big Feel Good About Themselves Since 1996."*
Yes, she does have trackie legs. I guess if MIKE is comparing me to her, I'm in good company. Somehow, I suspect this wasn't what he had in mind.
And if you stumble onto this picture and the accompanying rambling commentary, Erin, we're rooting for you and your nice trackie legs to win a medal *and keep it* this time at the next Olympics. No matter what though, you'll always be a medalist to us weekend warriors.
* I say this not because I think Mrs. Mirabella has ugly legs. Quite to the contrary, in fact. It's just that my wife has noticed "the competition" at a lot of cycling events have muscular, and yes, somewhat larger than Ally McBeal legs, and they seem to be fine with it, even proud of their shapely (and fast moving) legs, and she seems to draw some comfort from this. And from the fact that she can ride pretty darned fast on those legs of hers. You see, legs were made for something other than keeping Calista Flockhart's butt from hitting the ground when she walks...