Ok, moment of truth here. I have big thighs. In fact, I cannot remember a time in my life when I have not had big thighs. This has always been a cause of great concern to me (and any other girl who freaks out over her thighs). And don't even mention the embarrassment of wearing a particular kind of fabric so that people can hear you when you walk. I can't tell you how many leg lifts I have done over the years, trying to reduce my thighs.
Well, now, apparently big thighs should give me reason to rejoice. According to Danish researchers, patients with the thinnest thighs are more likely to die early, than those with "thunder" thighs. Hallelujah!
So here's to my thighs, my chub rub, my skirts that fit better around my waist, and my inability to keep my legs together when I sit. All I can say is God Bless Denmark!
Well, now, apparently big thighs should give me reason to rejoice. According to Danish researchers, patients with the thinnest thighs are more likely to die early, than those with "thunder" thighs. Hallelujah!
So here's to my thighs, my chub rub, my skirts that fit better around my waist, and my inability to keep my legs together when I sit. All I can say is God Bless Denmark!
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