Great. Now nothing fits

Yay, muscles! Heading to the trainer these last three weeks has meant that all my muscles have gotten bigger (and presumably stronger, but definitely bigger). Movements are easier (still not used to sitting down without the knee twinge, but I haven't felt one recently).

Downside is, nothing fits. My pants, which were nearly fitting two weeks ago, now don't fit at all. And rather than losing weight, <sarcasm>joy of joys</sarcasm>, I've gained weight. I, who have pretty much never worried about my weight, am wondering about my weight. Yeah, yeah, muscle weighs more than fat, I know, I know. Still. I'd like to see some of that fat go away. No Grandma Saddle Bags! No Grandma Saddle Bags!

All these new muscles do me little good if they can't handle the effort of ultimate. Time to start getting some good, long runs in for base fitness. Last week at the tryouts, I was definitely one of the slow women top speed-wise in the sprints. I'm guessing I know how to use what speed I have, since I'm still getting open without the speed of old.