An old phrase told by mothers to daughters as they leave for dates: "Keep your legs crossed." That might have been funny for some, but for us fatties, it was another reminder of our size. Not only couldn't I KEEP my legs crossed, I couldn't really GET them crossed in the first place. Which may explain a thing or two, but that's for another kind of blog entirely.... ;-)
This morning while enjoying my morning BFF phone check-in, it occurred to me: MY LEGS ARE CROSSED! Just sitting there, comfy as could be, sipping coffee and chatting away, my legs went into (and stayed in!!!!) the crossed position. HOLY COW!
I'm sorry, but that's a big milestone.
I don't think non-fat people can appreciate how very restricted overweight people are, and how much we can't actually do that non-overweight people can do. Like crossing our legs.
In fact, I hated going anywhere where I had to sit out and exposed as opposed to hiding my legs under a table somewhere. My fat always forced my legs apart (it was HARD to try to keep them even together, forget about crossed!) It often consumed my thoughts when sitting at an activity...how to keep my legs from falling apart like a guy's.
Pedicures sucked, too. It took effort and a lot of muscle to keep my legs together while getting the pedicure. The fat thighs just naturally pressed against each other forcing the legs apart. It was a workout sometimes just getting through the pedicure keeping my feet in the proper place! And I was painfully aware of the discomfort during the entire pedicure.
Ahhhhh the little things really matter.
I feel more feminine this morning. I can cross my legs. I can now wear dresses and skirts pretty much anywhere (whether there's a table to hide my legs or not) because I can sit pretty like a "lady." :-)
Some of you may be thinking, wow, a whole post about crossing your legs? But some of you understand. And to all of you (((((((((((((((huge hugs)))))))))))))))))))) May you all one day be able to keep your legs crossed. ;-)