Today I'm linking up with Tami over at Friday Morning Buzz (who just so happens to be my IRL friend) and Kate of Eloquent Graffiti for their "Truth About My Body" party. So cheers to hoping you all will still read my blog even after you learn all the weird stuff I'm about to expose about this bod of mine.
1. First truth: That photo above is from May of last year and is not an accurate portrayal of what I'm working with right now (but look how much my hair has grown in a year!).
2. I have an extraordinarily long tailbone. I guess you could just say I have a tail. That would probably about cover it. When I did gymnastics as a kid I used to get crrrrrrazy bruises/rug-burn from "V-ups" and still do from sit-ups. Also, one time I went on a family trip to Wyoming and was beside myself playing in the snow, so I decided I would fall backwards into a big, fluffy pile of it. I was rudely awakened when I landed, tail first, in rock-hard ice snow and was convinced I had broken my butt. I couldn't sit down comfortably the whole rest of the trip. (I didn't realize I had so many tail anecdotes until now, I could probably tell you, like, five more. I won't. Unless you want me to, in which case e-mail me. I'd be glad to discuss my deformity in more detail.)
3. I can make my eyes shake crazy fast. It freaks my sister the eff out and it's kind of awesome to watch other people try to imitate. They pretty much just look like they're constipated. I always get scared I'm going to strain them too hard and go cross-eyed or something though, so I try to only use it when I need to freak people out (or break an uncomfortable silence).
4. Baby got back. I've addressed this before, but I got a big ole donk. Even when I was in high school and went to the gym after cross country practice, it was still disproportionate to the rest of me. It makes jeans shopping quite the frustrating ordeal.
5. My second toe is longer than my first one. I had an interview today and a lady there said this was a sign of intelligence, and I'm going to have to agree. Also, when I hold down the big one and the two smallest ones, it looks like alien fingers throwing up deuces.
6. I get the gnarliest blisters on my feet when I run, and I have this weird compulsion to show them off. I think it's a runner thing. Also, maybe I should get better socks.
7. Once upon a time I walked down a runway wearing barely-there bikinis and 6-inch heels for a fashion show. It was terrifying and liberating at the same time.
8. Freshman year of high school I gained about 20-30 pounds really quickly. It was because of this that I decided to start running -- first in soccer, then track and field, then cross country. By senior year I was in the best shape of my life and started running half marathons my sophomore year of college. I've been running sort of consistently ever since.
9. I wear a size 6.5 shoe, which I really love simply because most display shoes in stores are my exact size.
10. I'm allergic to dairy (which I didn't realize until college), penicillin, peanut butter (but not peanuts.. weird, right?) and very possibly alcohol. See how ridiculous my hangovers are here.. None of them are life-threatening (thank goodness), except maybe penicillin -- haven't tried to test that one out.
Overall, I am very thankful for this body I was born with. Despite the many insecurities I've battled throughout my adolescence (just like every other little girl out there), I have finally made peace with it. I no longer wish I could transform it (longer legs, tanner skin, skinnier arms, etc.) instead I strive to make it the healthiest it can be. I still get twinges of jealousy when I see super skinny girls (especially ones who don't even try) but I fight it because I know that healthy is beautiful and I can easily achieve that when I put my mind to it. Body image is a delicate thing, my friends. And I encourage you to praise yourself for the parts you love and to quiet that voice inside that criticizes the parts you don't. The happier you are, the greater you'll look.