Having long limbs is great and terrible. There are few shelves I can not reach (I am very popular at the grocery store with the little old ladies trying to get the fiber cereal they keep on the top shelf), but long sleeve shirts are never long enough, and the only pants I find that are long enough cost big bucks. Hiding weight gain is much easier when there is a lot of area to spread it around. I can reach almost anywhere in the car while still driving. But sometimes those limbs just get tangled....
Like they did the other day when I was hippity-hopping down the front steps on my way out for a jog (I like how I put that in as if I do it all the time) and one foot got tangled with the other and...the rest is history.
(this picture is a re-enactment, luckily there was no one around for the actual event)
The actual wounds aren't much to see but I'm telling you, that concrete is not forgiving on the shins...no wonder I didn't win the Highland Jr. Miss Pageant