So, I’ve got long legs.
I’ve got REALLY long legs. For my height, 29.7″ is the average inseam length.
Mine is 34″.
[And because I know you’ll ask, average inseam for a female is about 45% of her total height. I am 66″ tall, .45 x 66 = 29.7″. I geek out now. Math is good.]
I’ve spent a lot of time over the last month thinking about my body. I’ve dissected it apart, taken photographs, talked about all the things I’ve found. I’ve done some great introspection as to the parts of me I don’t like, and I’ve learned more about why I don’t like those parts.
For the most part, the only parts of me that are left to talk about are the ones I actually like.
As it turns out, writing and examining the parts of me I like is almost harder than dealing with the parts I don’t.
I would guess that for most of us habitual body-haters, talking about our good parts is hard. I spent a lot of years hating myself, and during the darkest parts of self-disgust I did not one time praise myself for my …well, for anything.
Why is that, do you think? Why do we do that?
I’m sure I could have found SOMETHING nice to say about myself. I’m sure, if I’d looked, I would have found one physical attribute to praise.
I didn’t even look.
I didn’t even TRY.Read More