Today at the pool I noticed they are awfully white…..and what are these little vein splotches?
And why are my blue veins looking more evident??
Egads?
Is this getting older?
Freakishly white legs with some cellulite, some spider veins and funky blue-glow disco veins?
Maybe my legs could be a great Vegas neon sign – but here….in the mountains of western NC….they are scary.
So….today I’m going to surf the Net and find out what I can do for these pitful 40-something legs.
Hmmm….
Cellulite….basically – too bad so sad. All those cans of Pringles and Hershey chocolate bars with almonds have finally caught up with me. There is NOT much you can do about cellulite. NO…there are no spot treatments….creams….procedures….
Well…unless you have crap-tons of money and aren’t afraid of surgical procedures. Me? No way is some doctor going to ram-rod my thighs with a fat sucking wand. To me….GROSS. Horrific. And sadistic. NO thanks…..I’ll be one of the millions of 40-somethings with some cellulite on my legs.
Now…as far as the freak white legs….tanning can be helpful. And that goes a long way toward hiding the cellulite as well. At least that what the Mighty Internet tells me. To me…tan or not….cellulite is obvious. Don’t kid yourself. Be careful with the whole sun thing. It can age you faster than anything. I am a fanatic about sunscreen – I don’t leave my house EVER without sunscreen on my face. SPF 30 minimum.
So ok…as far as these pitiful legs….I can have little slits cut in them and some tortoruos stainless steel fat sucking weapon jammed in them repeatedly. Leaving me with less “junk” but also sore, blue and purple – and maybe dead with a post-surgery blood clot. Wow – I’m thinking again….no no no on that option.
Tanning…yes, a little sun on my legs wouldn’t hurt. OK….I’ll put some SPF 15 on them and give them a little color. BUT – I also go to the dermatologist at least once a year and have all my moles checked. You should too!
Now the veins….
Mom says they are hereditary. Some is caused from standing on concrete ( I did this in a factory for a few years to pay my way through college), some are from sitting at a computer desk for long hours over the past 8-10 years. I should have exercised more – and ate less. Some are from pregnancy ( A small price to pay for a baby!).
You can have veins injected. I guess it dissolves the yucky veins – and they are no longer visible. Don’t ask me to get more in depth or technical than that…I’m not a doctor. But….I guess that is an option for those with the money and not afraid of needles. Both would be an obstacle for me. And I don’t know….injecting weird solutions in my body to dissolve veins. That just sounds yucky.
So in the end….sitting here in the sun looking at my legs and remincising about the days when they were smooth, sleek, toned and young looking — they really aren’t that bad. I mean…these legs still work. They still get me from point A to point B. They aren’t the worst legs I’ve seen either. I tell myself….”Hey…there will always be someone with….. better legs…and someone with legs not as good as yours.” That’s the way it is about everything. There is comfort in that.
I make a promise to my little legs today. I will exercise you more….I will figure out how to use self tanner if I have to — but I will not neglect you anymore. IN 20 years….when I’m 62 – I want to look at my legs and think — “Hubba Hubba — lookin good for a Grandma!”
