Legs and other miscellanea

A follow-up to last week's post about "My fat (but actually very normal-sized) legs" to illustrate that I speak the truth: My legs are no longer skinny, but are also totally not fat, no matter how much the change in them surprises me or how much the media representation of "normal-sized" warps my brain even after years of being unhealthily underweight and wishing I was not.

Both of these photos were taken this past week, though frankly, the first one is just to show off my socks. Both are color pictures of me from mid-thigh down sitting in my white scooter. Vent tubing can be glimpsed here and there, as well as "The Tooth" (see endnote here) near my right knee in the second photo.















In the first I am wearing white print pajama pants pulled up to my knees to show long over-the-knee stripey cashmere socks in shades of green, brown, orange and light blue. Snazzy blue tennis shoes.

In the second photo I am wearing brown pants pulled up to my knees to reveal my sturdy looking pegs. Crew socks in a space-dyed purple-brown-dark green (psst! Elizabeth: Smartwool!), my hairy legs, and those same tennis shoes.

Here is a side-by-side comparison of my legs in '92 and today. Reminder: I am 5'11" and currently weigh about 125 pounds. That puts my BMI at 17.4, thoroughly in the "underweight" category even now.

On a different topic, an interesting Google search led here today:

"what would I look like with no skeleton?" (This blog is, inexplicably, the fifth best hit for that info.)

And, finally, the news that I no longer rank in even the top 100 options for the Google answer to the search: replacement parts for older japanese vacuums

I am sad.