It never ceases to amaze me how I will hop in the bath tub each week and realize that my legs always seem to look like someone has taken a baseball bat to them.
And NO, NO ONE HAS TAKEN A BASEBALL BAT TO THEM. I just have an unlucky history with bruising...you would think I'm clumsy or something. Hmmm.
Sometimes when I go to hot yoga or to get a pedicure I will get these looks from time to time. The "are you a battered girlfriend" look. To which, if asked, I would promptly respond with: "I don't do relationships...obviously I'm just into that really rough bondage shit." (Joking, folks...but I bet it would get an interesting reaction.)
It's all just part of being an anemic female. Regardless of how much iron I take, it's still a factor.
Song of the day: "The Ballad of El Goodo (Big Star cover)" The Decemberists
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