A Letter to My Body
first, it's very strange that i'm writing this. only women feel the need to talk to our bodies and reassure them that even though we are harsh critics, we are also deeply loving. and i like the idea of writing to you, if only just this once. remember in college when we swam every day? i remember one morning at 0 dark early PT thinking "this is awesome. i feel so alive and agile and young and great!" when i would dive off that starting block, every muscle taught and thrumming, i would feel Powerful, Explosive, Alive. i wish i remembered to take stock of myself more often. well, it's probably been about 6 years, and i'm taking stock again. you just did the most amazing thing ever - stretched to ridiculous lengths, gave me a taste for what it's like to have huge boobs, and grew a baby. not just any baby, but a perfectly healthy, adorable baby. crazy. now that i'm back to normal, i can't believe that THAT belly was on THIS body. (or those ...