All you Frisky readers out there, I wanna say those three little words to you — I love you. I don’t know what I’d do without you. Shudder to think! I can only hope that some day, I can rely on and heart a man as much as you, baby. You got my back! Sure, sometimes we disagree, but sometimes I’m not right. I love that no matter what, I can always count on you to tell me what you honestly think. And on one very special occasion, you saved me from myself.
A couple weeks ago, I bitched moaned and complained about the axis of evil, aka, my inner thighs. In the summer heat, my left leg and right leg were at war every time I took a step. I decided to whine all over the interwebs about my problem in a little piece I called, “Why, Oh Why, Do My Thighs Touch?” A whole bunch of people chimed in with support and advice. The shorthand of the message: “Oh girl, I know what you’re going through. I use this rad runner body glide stick and it makes it all better.”
I am proud to say, for the first time since I was 10 years old, I am not friggin’ wearing running shorts in 80+ degree weather. Hell yeah! The glide stick is amazing. I feel like a new lady. No more hiding my fugs shorties from dudes. No more thigh shame. I’m leg-loose and fancy-free and it’s all because of you!
Forget diamonds. Internet, you really are a girl’s best friend! In fact, I think you just might be my healthiest relationship. Commenters, I love you!