Now for my rant — its my rant very personal and in reflection it has existed since I was 15 — so a very very long time. I have never ever been blessed with lovely legs — even when I was much smaller. I remember sitting in gym class at 15 looking down at these massive thighs and thinking to myself how fat I must be. Probably the start of my poor body image that has haunted me my entire life. Fast forward to last night — of course I am big — cripey I weigh 230 pounds — the size of an average line backer. I am getting ready to head to bootcamp so I wanted to put a tensor bandage on my knee. I pulled up my pants and was aghast at this massive and I mean massive thigh and knee. I felt like sobbing as I put the bandage on this huge fleshy leg — my dear dear sweetie didn’t deny it was large but he said its the way I am built. For a split second I thought about throwing it all in — forgetting about bootcamp, exercise and eating right — thank goodness the thought passed even quicker than it occured to me. I can’t give up — I will never have legs that need to be insured — they are large but my calves and upper thighs are extremely muscular. So I will continue to wear longer skirts - long pants and avoid shorts and continue with my good eating and lots of exercise.