Therefore, this journal entry also serves as an addendum to what still remains in the "Hall of Fame" gallery folder. However, due to the wizardry of modern search engines, I have been able to track down all but one of the pictures that disappeared, and I am posting them here in the interests of historical accuracy.
When that occurs, all their Deviations vanish into the ether, including their prize-winning images! Unfortunately, I was not in the habit of backing up all of these images for most of the last five years. And now, to celebrate our 5th anniversary and the incredible milestone of reaching our 25th contest, we are adding this journal entry to the "Hall of Fame" contest folder.As it so happens, sometimes morphers take their leave of DeviantArt and actually delete their accounts. We cannot offer any actual prizes to our contest winners, but we can at least honor them by putting their pictures in a special folder near the very top of our gallery. Luckily, I always felt a little more feminine than my sister, Shikha, who was constantly reprimanded for “walking like a man.FEMALEMUSCLEMORPHS CONTEST WINNERS HALL OF FAME, (Please click on the logo image above to visit the Hall of Fame contest folder.),Hello, friends, and welcome to the FemaleMuscleMorphs Contest Winners HALL OF FAME.
My shoulders were big, my abs were ripped, my arms were thick, my hands had ugly callouses and my legs were bulging. I could never look and act as gracefully as all those other girls. Indian blouses were a nightmare to try and squeeze my biceps into. Buying jeans that fit my quadriceps and butt was always an unfruitful mission. My extended family would straight up tell me I was “fat” and “manly.” I walked like a man. But as a young woman, I often felt very self-conscious and unsexy, especially in social settings. I loved being powerful and it gave me so much confidence as a female athlete. I loved being able to hit the ball so hard, and being so strong.
I had a few extra pounds on me (seriously no more than 5-10 pounds) and had a lot of muscle mass.
At one point in my career, I got a little too big. As I got older and started weight lifting, it drastically improved my foot speed and the pace at which I hit the ball. As a young teenager, I was lean and very toned from all the hours on the tennis court.