Thursday
Aug202009
This vessel of mine
Thursday, August 20, 2009 at 08:16AM
Dear Body,
Have I ever told you that you're awesome? I know I spent a lot of time in high school cursing you and wishing you were different, better, skinnier, hotter. And I know I let you get about 30 pounds too heavy those first two years of college. And I even know that I often don't take care of you the way I should. All that candy? I know it's not good for you.
But you've always stuck by me. You don't get sick too often, and you've only ever put me in the hospital for an operation once (for the tonsil thing). There was that whole kidney ordeal when we were younger (remember all those awful shots?), but you went ahead and fixed that all by yourself! Amazing. And there was that horrific stomach virus you contracted a couple years ago, but that was over in a couple days, and it could have been so much worse. You always get good reports from the doctor, and even though I know I should exercise more and eat better, you've managed to stay pretty healthy. I really appreciate that.
Plus, you're pretty hot. For a long time I didn't think so, and I bet you felt pretty bad about that. I'm sorry. But I'm telling you now, girl, you look good. Some people spend so much time hating their bodies, but I look at you and think, Hey you have two arms and two legs and ten fingers and ten toes - all fully functioning. You have good skin and normally proportioned features and no weird growths. You have no debilitating diseases or chronic illnesses or embarrassing deformities. I'm downright lucky.
I think you have really lovely hands and a nice rack. I love that mole on your chest and the curve of your hips. I even don't hate your thighs, though I do swear at them a lot. You've never needed braces, yet your teeth are lovely. The small of your back is sexy and so is the nape of your neck. Also, that booty of yours looks pretty good in the right pair of jeans.
I love your oddities too. Your too-long toe, your freckle patch, your cowlick, the way one eye sometimes looks smaller than the other.
Yes I have a few complaints---your terrible metabolism, the cellulite, the perpetually stiff neck, your poor vision and hatred for contacts---but overall Body, I'm pretty damn lucky to have you. Thanks.
Yours,
Shannon
Have I ever told you that you're awesome? I know I spent a lot of time in high school cursing you and wishing you were different, better, skinnier, hotter. And I know I let you get about 30 pounds too heavy those first two years of college. And I even know that I often don't take care of you the way I should. All that candy? I know it's not good for you.
But you've always stuck by me. You don't get sick too often, and you've only ever put me in the hospital for an operation once (for the tonsil thing). There was that whole kidney ordeal when we were younger (remember all those awful shots?), but you went ahead and fixed that all by yourself! Amazing. And there was that horrific stomach virus you contracted a couple years ago, but that was over in a couple days, and it could have been so much worse. You always get good reports from the doctor, and even though I know I should exercise more and eat better, you've managed to stay pretty healthy. I really appreciate that.
Plus, you're pretty hot. For a long time I didn't think so, and I bet you felt pretty bad about that. I'm sorry. But I'm telling you now, girl, you look good. Some people spend so much time hating their bodies, but I look at you and think, Hey you have two arms and two legs and ten fingers and ten toes - all fully functioning. You have good skin and normally proportioned features and no weird growths. You have no debilitating diseases or chronic illnesses or embarrassing deformities. I'm downright lucky.
I think you have really lovely hands and a nice rack. I love that mole on your chest and the curve of your hips. I even don't hate your thighs, though I do swear at them a lot. You've never needed braces, yet your teeth are lovely. The small of your back is sexy and so is the nape of your neck. Also, that booty of yours looks pretty good in the right pair of jeans.
I love your oddities too. Your too-long toe, your freckle patch, your cowlick, the way one eye sometimes looks smaller than the other.
Yes I have a few complaints---your terrible metabolism, the cellulite, the perpetually stiff neck, your poor vision and hatred for contacts---but overall Body, I'm pretty damn lucky to have you. Thanks.
Yours,
Shannon
in My anatomy
My anatomy
Reader Comments (6)
Amen!
My body and I have a love hate relationship. Overall I love it, but it hates me. It doesn't like the foods I eat, the medicine I take, the exercises I do, the detergent I use, the acne medication, the air i breath, it overreacts to clogged pores, bug bites, but it doesn't mind poison ivy, so that's a plus. But I'm quite pleased with it. It gets me from point A to point B. It's a little needy, but if I pay close attention to its needs it serves me well. If I neglect it, it reminds me its there. Overall, I can't complain though... we've been through a lot together, and yet its stuck by me through thick and thin.
:) YAY!
GREAT idea for a post! Horray for your body!
I want to take this time to say thank you again for that lovely calendar you gave me, still hanging in plain view! :)
pure awesome.