My pale legs made their spring debut this afternoon. I'm sure they were a little embarrassed by the decision. In fact, I heard one whisper to the other, "Geez, you'd think she would get the razor out and touch us up a bit before parading us around the block!"
I'm sorry, ladies. Sometimes, spontaneity rules. I was only meeting up with my trainer, who couldn't care less. I even yelled a warning across the parking lot as he walked up to meet me, "My pasty legs are out today!"
"Mine are too!" he replied with a laugh.
I picked up the pace as I walked a quick lap around the track. I went even faster when I passed the field teaming with young soccer moms and their strollers.
I reassured my legs, "Yes, we used to be as toned as those muscles. Don't worry, if we keep working hard we can get back there."
Tomorrow morning, I'll slide the razor across my skin and clean things up. Then, I'll add generous amounts of lotion to moisten the dry skin that's been hiding beneath jeans, leggings, and sweatpants all winter.
I may even add a little tanning spray, but one other thing I definitely do is keep on walking.
I have not yet bared the legs in shorts, but I know it is coming soon. I will not bother with the tanner, but the razor and a bit of nail care prior to sandals are all needed as part of my own spring cleaning.
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