Hi, I’d like to introduce you to the part of my body I once hated: my legs.
It has taken me about 48 years, but I’ve completely changed my mindset about my legs, particularly my thighs.
Growing up, I always hated my legs. They have always been big.
I actually remember being on a seesaw in grade two and a girl calling me thunder thighs. I didn’t know what she meant. She pointed out that the pink corduroy pants I was wearing were too tight. Or, as she put it, ‘Your legs are too big.’
I recall shopping with my mother for pants, and the saleswoman informing her they just didn’t have women’s pants in the store to fit my “big legs” – perhaps if I tried the men’s pants?
And so began decades of wearing skirts and capris. If I wore shorts, they were super long. I hated my legs.
When I started rowing in my late twenties, I realized they were also strong. But this didn’t make me appreciate them any better. They were still huge.
And then I started lifting, and eating better. My quads started to reveal themselves.
I’d love to say that as they grew, so did my confidence… but while lifting weights has made them more defined – my legs are actually 3 inches shorter than when I started on this fitness journey.
Read that again. My legs are ‘smaller’ since I started lifting weights.
But they are more toned. I’m damn stronger. And that physical strength has changed how I feel about myself. I don’t hide under skirts and capris.
I don’t wish I was smaller anymore. I’m happy to have found this outer strength, and it is the source of my inner strength. I can feel them when I walk, with every step, supporting me when I get anxious.
It’s funny that as I’ve recognized their strength, my quads have gone from the body part I like the least to the part I love the most. I love shorts season, I wish summer would last longer.
My big beautiful quads are my superpower. I am Quadzilla. Hear me roar.