5 Things :: of loving my body

Several posts ago, I’d made a cheeky reference to my arm flaps, much to my best blogging buddy’s chagrin (I’m sorry, Selah!) and to make up for my egregious self-flagellation, I give you the 5 Things I love about my body:

1. My hair – I dunno if it’s the cut or the hair itself, but I swear to you that I never fix it. I hardly ever comb it either. I literally wash it every other night, towel dry it, then go to bed. When I wake up, I run my fingers through it and away I go. And now that I’ve buckled and got a bit of color in it to add more visual interest, I love it even more.

2. My calves – I think I’ve mentioned them before in passing, but I truly feel blessed with excellent calf genes. To use a dated weight lifting reference, I can literally “blow up my calves” simply by walking a few miles each day on the treadmill. I get that lovely V cut that is emphasized every time I wear heels, and the shape and musculature of them is almost da Vinci-like, if I do say so myself.

3. My ankles – Following along the lines of my calves (literally and figuratively), I must give a shout out to my lovely ankles. They’re slim and tapering and when I wear the proper footwear (i.e. stilettos) I feel like a gracefully gamboling gazelle. No wonder the Victorians practically swooned at the sight of a well-turned ankle.

4. My chin – I’ve been looking at profiles a lot lately. Perhaps it’s because I find myself in more than my fair share of stultifying meetings and all I can do to amuse myself is people watch. And I’ve realized that, much as I complain about inheriting my dad’s “jowls”, I do have a strong, prominent, jutting chin because of it. Most people don’t. And most people look rather weak and insignificant from a side view because of this lack. (Forgive the sudden “Mean Girl” eruption; it’s been one of those weeks.)

5. My shoulders – I complain about them a lot, but when I actually respect them and consider them and purchase clothes that accommodate them, they are a force to be reckoned with. They’re even more powerful when I stop slouching and thrust my chest out like my mom taught me but which I’d given up doing in my youth because it’s not cool to have good posture. I really do need to listen to my mom, don’t I?

Week in review - Marigold a-multiplyin'!

Week in review – Marigold a-multiplyin’!

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8 thoughts on “5 Things :: of loving my body

  1. Awh, I love this! I think it’s very awesome that you have a friend who would encourage you to do this and it’s always good to see that you’re comfortable enough in your own skin to joke about your imperfections!

    • Yes, I am indeed fortunate that I have such a great friend in Selah. And yes, when one gets to be of a certain age, one realizes that it truly is health and not looks that becomes important and all the little vanities pale in comparison to being able to get up in the morning. ;p

    • We must all schedule some time in the month – heck, maybe in the week! – to stop and compliment ourselves. I really does wonders for the self-esteem. šŸ˜€

  2. Wonderful post, M. Your hair is so lovely and care-free I could weep to have some of it on my head! Keep up the self-care, it’s great to read. xox

    • I have to thank my husband for the long hair, though. I’ve always ever only worn it in a short, chin-length bob but when we got married, he insisted on my growing it out and even though I bemoan the chicness of my bob sometimes, I must admit that longer hair is a lot less maintenance.

    • Thank you for forgiving me. And thank you for reminding me that sometimes my brand of self-deprecation can be more harmful than helpful. I promise not to do much more of it in the future. šŸ˜€

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