Thunder thighs. Chunky. Dumpy. Fat knees. Full of cellulite.
These are just some of the nasty things I or other people have said about my legs in the past.
Which led to me not wearing shorts for 10 years, despite living on the French Riviera for 4 of those years.
I was so wrapped up with feeling "less than" with regard to my legs that I chose to be uncomfortable and hot in alternative clothes rather than wear shorts.
That ended 3 months before my 40th birthday when we left London and moved to Mauritius, a tropical island where it is more or less summer all year round, and shorts are pretty much an obligatory wardrobe staple.
So after 10 years of no shorts, and at my legs' most wobbliest yet I started wearing shorts again.
Fast forward 5 years and I wear shorts most days without thinking about it now.
My legs have never looked "worse" in that middle age has drastically increased the cellulite to non-cellulite ratio, and serious wobble has set in, despite doing more sport now than ever.
BUT I couldn't care less.
These legs get me places and allow me to do things.
Wearing shorts is comfortable and practical.
So people can call me what they want. They can hunt for my thigh gap and gasp in horror at my cellulite. I am so over worrying about this and I am very comfortable in my own skin now thank you very much :-)
Here is a recent photo of me after Ben, the girls and I hiked up a mountain. No shame in wearing the shorts or showing these legs now.
We have a lesson in Life Reboot Camp all about learning to love and embrace your body as it is, and that really helped me to get to where I am.
Hopefully this blog post will remind you to let go of any body hang-ups you might have and embrace what your body can do, and what life is offering it.
You are fabulous and your body is fabulous - warts and all!