Wednesday, August 19, 2009

i've been compared to a horse twice that i remember. At 14, I was taller and broader than most of my classmates. I could bench 200 pounds, I was on swim team, I ran every morning... and still always always just felt fat, rather than big. I made some flippant comment about my fat to my dad, and he told me that no, I wasn't fat, I was strong. Built like a horse. Although I knew at the time that this was a compliment, it didn't do much to boost my teenage self-esteem.

The other day I showed up at Frank's place straight after work, slacks and all. Guess the pants fit me well because the Guy kept commenting on my legs. "You walked up here like a Shetland Pony," he said. I guess it's a compliment I have to get used to.

2 comments:

Ctagawa said...

My father was the year of the horse.
Represents hella good shit girl. ;)
love you.

Emily Longhair said...

strong, swift, and fearless. yep. :)
http://www.bible-topics.com/Horse-The.html

(sorry, you know i can't resist a topical Crusader search)

love you~!