You probably think this post is about me.
I’ve been showing some leg lately. Steve and I walk or run four miles each night, so I’ve been wearing my short running shorts. And it was while wearing these shorts that I saw some unsightly veins on the back of my leg (I will refrain from inserting a picture here to ensure I don’t lose any readers). What are these things? I mean, I’ve always had extraordinarily light skin, but this isn’t all my veins being visible: just select few.
I don’t think it has anything to do with my lack of pigment. I think it’s my first sign of getting old.
Few people ever see my legs anyway because of their ghastliness, my hatred of skirts, and my aversion to shaving. But now I have one more reason to keep my legs cased in pants.
I’m too young to feel this old.