|Teensie Carey Kepler and Me|
I pretty much refuse to believe that the featherweight Carey has any size on me. I know she can pull more weight off the ground and back squat me and my mom, but she also runs like the wind and probably has bird bones.
I see Carey as being one of the "little" girls. She's got ridiculous strength and silly metcon, but that's cuz she's small and efficient.
I'm one of the big girls, right? I'm taller and should be stronger than her, right?
In reality, we are the same height. We are almost the same weight, with slightly different body compositions (she's leaner.)
Somehow I have it in my mind that I am taller than I really am. I have this idea that I am a big, tall, strong, girl who should be lifting more than I do.
I think I have it in my mind that I am big because I want to be big. I want to be stronger. I want to be the last girl on the platform and godforbid- I want to be BULKY. That word is best used to describe mail packages, but I want to have the size to move the weight.
But then again, if Teensie Carey Kepler can rip 315 off the floor, it's not size that's holding me back...