Danny was back for a brief visit - just a long weekend before he heads off to whats next - Ranger school this summer. His visit was a surprise to his family so we tried to keep it quiet but still tried to let everyone know he'd be in Friday.
A good read from That's Fit: Loving Your Body: Why One Author Adores Her Muscles
Not that I don't love my God-given body parts, but my favorite parts of my body are those that reflect what I've cultivated, rather than what I was born with -- my muscles.
Last week Jamie Peck wrote a great piece about how effed up it is that 'skinny' is the go-to compliment for women. This rang true for me because I am not skinny. I don't want to be skinny. It's just plain inaccurate to call me skinny, as it would be to call say, Serena Williams or Lindsay Vonn or Xena Warrior Princess (teenage body icon) "skinny." Would any male athlete (or really any male period) be flattered by you calling him skinny? I think not. I want to look like I could kick someone's ass if I had to. Skinny doesn't look like it can kick anyone's ass.
Remember: three things this week - garage sale items, pace runners, and Drews fight. See Sunday post for the info!