The coolest thing just happened. I was procuring my morning tank of coffee and a woman I didn't know said, "Are you a runner or a tennis player?"
"A runner," I replied.
"You have awesome legs...I would kill to have those calves. Even when I was running and playing tennis I never had calves like that."
Me, kind of embarrassed and flattered at the same time: "Well, thank you! Heh heh...I've always had big calf muscles."
"I think you just have to be in the right gene pool."
"I inherited my dad's muscles," I said. This is true. My legs are almost identical to my dad's (a little less hairy, though).
Oh, and the reason my awesome gams were on display for all to see...well, I'm wearing kind of a short skirt today. Heck, I figure I've worked so darn hard for these strong legs I deserve to show them off occasionally. Or pretty much all the time (I love summer).