When you lose a substantial amount of weight, you're left with all this skin. It hangs, puckers, and flops, but just keep remembering, there less fat in there. Aside from aesthetics, though, come the laws of motion.
First we worked on getting out there; going for walks. Next we increased distance. Finally, we felt the need to increase speed, but by now we've lost so much weight that as we move, the excess keeps going. It's a weird and uncomfortable feeling to have your thigh skin and muscles trying to continue backward when it's time to move forward. It's this indescribable annoyance of walking with hanging flesh. It actually feels like you are working against yourself and therefore can't quite reach the high speeds of walking you might otherwise want to do. Interesting. I wouldn't have predicted the feeling...
But who can afford surgery to get rid of it? Certainly not me. Le sigh.
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