Body Building Leg Models

I’m pretty sure I could be a leg model. I have legs that any man would die for…even though no one would admit it. I know of men who work their legs for hours a week to sculpt and form their muscles. I, on the other hand, spend close to 40 hours a week working on my leg muscles. When you are an old fat man, sitting and standing is considered exercise. My legs stay toned because of the rigorous amount of weight each lower limb supports.

There’s only one problem…I can’t see my legs. Oh sure, if I sit down I may get a brief glance of the legs of steel…but it’s simply a glance. I remember the days when my legs were visible without bending over. Ah yes, those were the good old days!

There you have it…the “good old days”. If you struggle with your weight like I do, your “good old days” are always your skinniest days. August 1996…four months away from being married I weighed a measly 174 pounds, wore 32/34 jeans and medium shirts were in my closet. I constantly “go back” to those days when I start dieting. But, recently things have changed.
You see, I’m not doing very well with my attempted weight-loss. I’m stuck in the vicious cycle of…oh, who am I kidding? I just don’t care right now, but I have come to the realization that I am wasting my life because I’m not who I once was. What a shame! Why would I waste my time worrying about someone I once was and allow my life to fly by without living it now.

I am who I am. Why can’t we be happy with who we are? One reason may be that we like to hang on to those memories that are good…those memories that have left an impression on us. We remember marriages, births, family reunions (at least some of them), and our skinny days. While there is nothing wrong with reminiscing about those days, it is important for us to live today.
So I am going to be happy with who I am now…not who I was. Be who you are, not what you were. Here’s to all the body builders!