Holy cow! That post is from long ago! Takes me back.
Yeah, that Ronda Rousey was a whole lot of fun, watching her come to stardom. The impressive thing is how in a sport separated into weight classes, she succeeded while carrying significant extra poundage. She had a woman's hips and thighs, and plentiful womanly equipment up front. Not just a heroine, but a mother of heroes as well. If you figure both gals are weighing in at 135, where she's toting 20 lbs of baby feeders while the other gal is built like a tomboy, then that's 15% handicap. Did well, until she met up with that long lanky preacher's daughter.
I don't do four gars at a time any more. I always do two a day. Two a day, two a day, that's the way, day after day.
