An Adventure in Muscle Building

There is a lie that many of us like to tell ourselves when it comes to exercise: that lie is that different types of exercise will create different shaped muscles. It’s often touted that things like Pilates or Ballet will make long lean muscles, the kind of muscles we so covet of those pesky ballerinas. To counter that, it’s often thought that things like dead-lifts and the Smith machine will make Arnold-worthy bulges.

The sad, and often craptastic reality is that muscle shape is determined by genetics.

Sucks, I know.

I spent the majority of my formative years in a tutu, and yet I have legs like a linebacker. I blame my dad, I am the living, breathing, female version of my him. The family resemblance is really obvious when we wear shorts.

He’s pretty cute, right?

My mother, who is now well into her thirties (you’re welcome, Mom) has long lean arms and legs, my dad and I…not so much. Now that I’m older I’ve come to terms with my legs. I may not ever feel the urge to wear a mini-skirt, but my legs are strong and capable and I’m proud of what they’ve accomplished. Now, my upper body is another story. I have exactly the opposite problem. While a single lunge seems to be enough to have my hamstrings in prime shape, it doesn’t matter how many curls or pull-downs I do, my arms pretty much always look the same.

I’ve interviewed the paternal figure about it, and it seems that he suffered from the same problem back in his athletic days.

Am I doomed to a lifetime of strong legs and not-so-strong arms?

Probably, but with a wee bit of fidgeting with diet, supplements, and training I may be able to get a tiny bit of definition in my least cooperative of appendages. For the next few weeks I’m going to play around with my diet a bit, and I’m taking Branch Chain Amino Acid supplements. BCAAs are said to help to promote muscle growth and repair. I don’t usually do supplements but these ones seem relatively harmless, and I haven’t been able to find any real risks involved in their use.

So, if I’m eating more protein and taking silly pills over the next few days/weeks, don’t think I’m aiming for a complete lifestyle change–I’m just experimenting.  I may not be able to change the shape my muscles come in, but I can at least try to show that shape off.

Do you have any body parts that just don’t seem to change, no matter how hard you work them?
Do you take any supplements?

Breakfast


Egg white omelet with spinach and goat cheese
Orange
The love of my life Coffee with almond milk

Snacks


Strawberry protein shake (pre-workout)

I also had a chocolate protein muffin (post-workout)

Lunch


Mini turkey meatloaf
Salad with tomato, cucumber, onion and beets

Dinner

No picture.
I had dinner at a class I was taking, salad and a vegetable wrap.

Exercise: Strength-triceps and chest, 35-min run, 35-min elliptical

 

Kim

DVD Review: Body by Bethenny

I’m going to swallow my snarky, self-righteous pride right here and say that I loved Body by Bethenny, the exercise DVD via Kristin McGee and Real Housewife Bethenny Frankel. I literally laughed out loud, and not in the LOL sense, but in the “there was audible noise coming from my mouth with the slight twinge of merriment at multiple points during said exercise experience” sense. “Boob-to-Knee Pose” and “Darth Vader breathing” have never felt so good.

The 55-minute DVD consists of three segments: Yoga (40 minutes); Strength Training (10 minutes); Booty Bonus (5 minutes). Obviously, the focus of this DVD is the yoga, and it’s really good yoga. It’s challenging, and thorough, with a definite focus on strength building. Plus, it’s just funny. Bethenny just kind of says what we’re all thinking about super gorgeous, bendy, all-around perfect Kristin McGee, who she dubs a “Yogarama.” And she continues to redefine the yoga lexicon with gems like “Boob-to-Knee Pose”, and “Darth Vader” breathing. She also just takes a break and lets Kristin do the heavy bending when she wants. The whole DVD sort of has this feel of two popular girls hanging out in spandex bantering. There are moments when it seems that Kristin opts for the “If you have nothing nice to say, smile and nod” approach to Bethenny’s commentary, but that just sort of adds to the funny.

The strength training segments are seriously light on lifting. Six arm strengthen exercises performed in two, 12-rep sets, followed by a booty bonus, which consists of leg lifts and squats. Nothing you’ve never seen before. Bethenny even admits that she doesn’t really do all those exercises all the time, but she probably should. If nothing else the girl is honest.

I hate myself a little for liking this so much. Bethenny, I’ll do yoga with you any day, but my Housewives loyalty lies with New Jersey.

Kim

Oh, I need a goal too?

Bicep CurlSo, I mentioned that I’d be doing this whole Self Challenge thing to a friend, and she said “Cool, so what’s your goal?”

Oh, I need a goal, I hadn’t gotten that far.  Surviving seemed like a good enough goal to me.  Let’s see, I’m at the high end of a “normal” weight range for height, I could probably stand to loose a few pounds.  But, in all honestly, I’m pretty comfortable with my curves.  I’m within a few pounds from boob-shrinking territory.  I know that once I go under a certain weight, my boobs vanish.  Bi-golly, I really like my boobs.  I’m also pretty happy with the fact that I somehow have a butt.  My parents are not the most bootilicious of couples, so the fact that I was endowed with junk-in-the-trunk has always been a source of pride for me.  This is quite the conundrum. Hmmm.  So what should my goal be?

 Well, one of my earliest memories was hanging out with my grandmother, and playing with her underarm fat.  I thought it was the COOLEST THING EVER!!!  I’m sure she did not find my fascination quite as enjoyable. 

If she were still alive, I would apologize, and tell her: “Grandma, I feel your pain.”  I seem to have inherited the body quandry I found most fascinating as a child-Jiggly Under Arms. Honestly, the idea of a 3-year old latching on to it and playing with it, seems like quite possibly a valid excuse for infanticide.  All I can say is, my grandmother must have really loved me, because I would not be quite as kind as she was.

 So that’s my goal.  By June I will have some sexy arms.  Watch out Linda Hamilton, I’m going sleeveless!