I have THUNDER THIGHS … Jealous??

Image“Envy comes from people’s own ignorance of, or lack of belief in their own gifts.” ~ Jean Vanier

Oddly enough, jealousy isn’t an emotion I’ve often been afflicted with – I mean sure, when I was younger I used to wish I was part of The Royal Family … but then as years passed I wised up to the fact that even kings and queens, princes and princesses have troubles. I suppose, however, that I’ve always been envious of the Rockefellers, the Vanderbilts, the Carnegies – but, similar to royalty, the über rich are far from problem free and as I’ve matured, I’ve noted that the more money I have the more I spend anyway.

And there used to be a time when I literally despised women with long, svelte legs – thinkImage Jerry Hall. But, thanks to a fabulous ad campaign by NIKE I soon came to understand that it was those gigantic hamstrings that helped promote my successful running career – without these legs, I never would have been able to run fast … never. And it was these legs of mine that not only earned me the “Best Legs in School” award but also propelled me to break records on the track – both of which, I have to admit, I’m equally proud of.

But. I am not immune to jealousy … in fact, as of late I have found myself increasingly envious of the young … and I seethe when I watch talent go to waste. Sometimes I can’t help but think, “If only I had had that opportunity.” Whatever it may have been – but then again, I think I probably did have the world at my feet back then – I just wasn’t old enough to realize it yet.

And maybe that’s just it? Maybe it’s the ability to make decisions without worrying about the finality of choice that I envy … maybe.

Still, when it comes right down to it, I don’t lament too much for that which I don’t have – I don’t pine away thinking, “If only …” Because I know better. Because I know better. BECAUSE I KNOW BETTER. Funny thing, someone contacted me on Facebook that I knew in high school but haven’t talked to much since – and you know what he asked? The proverbial “Hey, how are you … whatcha been doing all these years …” and then “You still have those fabulous legs of yours?” To which I replied, “Hell yes.” Thank you very much Nike!

DISCLAIMER … OK, OK, so I don’t exactly have “thunder” tights, but I used to think I did and sometimes, the mere thought of inadequacy is enough to haunt even the most sensible of folks. Oh, and yes, this is a re-post from a while back, but hey, it fit the prompt. Today’s post inspired by the One-word Daily Prompt: Envy.


  1. “This post brought to you by: Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Monster: ”Tell us about the last time you were really, truly jealous of someone. Did you act on it? Did it hurt your relationship?”

    Funny you mention career, physique, money, status but never relationships. Also your jealousies were about things not people for the most part. Did you act on being jealous of the Vanderbilts? How would one do that?

    Jealousy and relationships. That is a person-person scenario. The action could be towards yourself, your significant other or an outside party with no ties to you or the relationship.

    I still have to wonder where that prompt came from (I also noticed no one responded to it likely for all the reasons mentioned above – it had nothing to do with the very well written and said post).

    I have not had jealousy within a romantic relationship. I have in friendships and I acted on it internally, as in, I was bitch, and yes it affected them; though not mortally. All those wounds have been mended and as you say, we learn as we live. I have learned to communicate my emotions when they rise and cause negativity within myself.

    1. You know what’s interesting – as I thought about this, I have come up with a relationship that I have been jealous of … sometimes, when I see mothers and daughters that hug one another I do get jealous. My teenagers hardly have the time to hug their mother (me) anymore … I wish they would. I miss that physical contact with them … and truthfully, I probably over compensate now with my youngest – because for a seven seven year old it’s still “cool” to hug the mother and I relish those moments :)

  2. what a great take on jealousy – have thunder thighs, run like lightning. I wish! Few of us fess up to Jealousy – it’s a juggernaut that can knock us down when we are being our most smug ;)

  3. You don’t sound jealous… but you do sound… aspirational. But sometimes when reality doesn’t support our aspirations, we feel down. It’s normal but it still sucks! But you know better :P One day I will get there, haha!

    1. “aspirational” I thought that was somebody who aspires to have thunder thighs or simply somebody who breaths heavily?

      1. Can you aspire to be “right”? How do you know when you have been proven? Is this something you are trying to prove that has past or a possibility you are working towards, like harnessing electricity.

        Some things should be left, I do not know why they somehow seem to makes their way back. Like bed bugs.

      2. Oh, I see this is simply a communist plot. a leftist sorta show. Or could it be a “left over” from the Muscilini days, but that would sorta be a contradiction of terms since he was sorta write? that was very thoughtful.

      3. ? This is what you made it. I just ask questions. I do not make accusations.

        Seems we have different communication styles (and you don’t like being questioned, even if the answer fulfills your desire to be “right” as you have yet to “write”.)

      4. usually, I have found, that even the simplest word can be twisted and twisted again, especially if you know a few other languages. words can be real fun, but they can also get you in trouble if you use ’em wrong and not write.

      5. ? ok. I only speak English.

        You used the following words interchangeably; “right/write/the political right” – “left as in being a lefty/left as in alone/the political left

        I played along.

        Do you like to stir pots? Incite arguments? I know some bloggers (who actually write not just point their blogs to, well, someone else’s blog and a WordPress run one at that) who enjoy this.

        Respond to simple questions suggesting the simple words are phrases of attack.

        Mine were not. Your perception of them tells me about you despite your refusal to answer anything and only make accusations unfounded.

        Are you a fighter writer?

      6. Best sentiment I have heard lately, especially just after Memorial Day . I am a Navy man. The pic that you see is me as a Russian in in a Japanese film, just outside Tokyo.

      7. Thanks.. I’ve been told by men who did not appreciate this affinity (perhaps because they had much to hide) that I am perceptive

        In this case… Not so much, just metaphorical.

        Where is the author of this blog with whom you so intimately exchanged inside jokes with; who asks questions she too has left unanswered.

        Ask so many questions. Give so little [answers].

      8. the film? no, but I have read the play several times and seen it in ballet, I think I know where you are going with this one…

      9. Jade, I know the color well. I prefer ruby. The hue of passion, love and hunger.

        Yah? Where? I didn’t intend to go anywhere with it, the Romeo + Juliet inquiry.

        It came out when I was in 7th or perhaps 6th grade? We read the book in class and then viewed the modern day take.

        I am watching it at this moment. That is the inspiration behind the question, no more.

        The inspiration behind the viewing, well, that is a more substantial tale, but believe it has but not to do with you or where I expect to take you

      10. Do you have an affinity for women with thunder thighs?

        Have you scoped my blog per chance. Maybe just pursuing, maybe with a dictionary detector.

        Where you aware this was a term of endearment my father once called me until I reduced my caloric intake and maximizes my energetic output and he could so forth show me off with pride. Except he could not tame my breasts.

        His one left disappointment. He always love a flat chested nipply gal.

        Sorry daddy I could not deliver. Even at my thinnest, after I had mono and every part of me shriveled up my buxom bust did not deflate. For that daddy I apologize.

      11. Sorry, I don’t really know much in the way of thunder thighs or Sigmund’s studies, by the way. Congratulations on the new apt. I’m sure you and Ruby will make a go of it.

      12. Understand totally. However, I am low on gems these days. Come to think of it, I have always been low on gems but there were a some diamonds and pearls a while back.

      13. I see that you got the pearls and diamonds allusion…see, you are indeed a capable human. Just believe in yourself a little more. (just a little)

      14. The best way to shield yourself from the truths are to learn how to dodge the words. Apparently, I have been able to dodge them well. Drats and double drats. Foiled again.

      15. as the clock strikes Rumplestilstitkin & Cindy (Cindarella) come prancing out of the Bavarian forest to say “Hi Wanderling.”

      16. Dude. Get or live a life. Nothing better to do than this?

        Should I be pitying you?

        Hmm. I don’t think I feel pity … Like I’d never felt jealousy, spite or resentment .. Pity was not in the emotional repertoire


        What is the psychological basis for pity – OH YEA – thinking YOU are BETTER than someone else…. Right. Yea dont feel that.

        Don’t pity you.

      17. You can call “it” whatever you want. “We” as in the apostrophe “s” including me in the statement, no thanks. I’m not “calling it” anything, especially whatever “it” is.

        You have your women fighting your battles. Do you want a partner or a mother?

      18. And I would like to thank…”I’d like to thank, the Academy.” And… “my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.” Oh, my heartfelt thanks go out to Tim Tebow, for whom we would not have nothin” and, of course, Bogging. I want to thank The intuition of blogging (the music cues). Mom! I thank Mom! And the Audacious Amerature. This is the People’s Choice (as in my choosing) Awards, eh?

      19. Audacious, I hope you don’t mind but I used your coward of the county reference, citing it, of course. I’m not a total Moronic Thief (just a half-baked Moronic Thief). And no. I do not have “the weaker sex” doin’ the dirty work.

      20. Seriously: I didn’t want you to think there was a clown out there using your words. Just a little credit where credit is due.

      21. Does this comment – or any since I have suggested u seek an owl or sparkling bird or perhaps even a little mouse to strike this “non-conversation” – validate a response?

        So you are WordPress? You host the Daily Post site? You are aware that is a page of OTHER bloggers’ posts?

        Or are you, your words not mine, a re-tard?

      22. Usually, I just write till my head pops off about stuff. But I also have a bunch of other bologna in the works. You seem to exude a je ne sais quas

      23. I am hiding from that mini woman in my inner ear, she is about8 cm., and whispers sweet nothings to me re: about…well…nonsense and Catherine the Great, Russian romanticism, and stuff.

      24. it is my experience that if somebody says that they know nothing they usually know more than nothing. i am not totally fooled.

      25. why, thank you for applauding my tomfooooollllery. there is more where that comes from (but I have a feeling that you already knew that). And no, I don’t mean to be making assumptions (just a preemptive…)

      26. I do know something actually.

        I have no regard for poetry. It always (fine mostly) sounds so… Sappy and whinny but in a way that makes people praise you instead of telling you to “buck up! Get over it!l

        Literary cop-out.

        I know this, this I think

      27. i know what you mean, but i ma trying to be somewhat acquainted with different genres. I figure that I will give poetry a bit of a shot, even if it is just reading it. not into reading that mid. ages stuff. with thous and arts, etc…

      28. Know…no van…no van and no emotional baggage. What does the author say, 99.999% of it all is pure b.s., as is the thou and arts and the humming birds.

      29. Seriously, I don’t know where you come up with your material … you have once again proven yourself a master of cynical mockery … honestly, I think you should be a radio show host … the airwaves would never be the same again :)

      30. Why…I’m speechless. Probably because that is the 1sth time I’ve been labeled a cycinic (and it is the 1st time I have spelled cynic right!)

      31. are you two like gunna keep on this when you have kids, pass on this.. weird behavior? This chic is wife material?? A chic who makes you even more manipulative.

        Ya know what I tell people bout ya.

        I could never trust him. Not in the cheating sense. He wouldn’t cheat. But if we were ever lost in the forest he’d totally kill me and eat me for survival – as opposed to those men who go seek help.

        I wonder which if you would slaughter first?

      32. of … ? you? anyone who remotely gives a shit about you?

        them, I quite nearly pity. me I quite nearly pity for closing in on that.

        are you jealous? angry? bored.

        what is the motive here? playfulness? that would be my best guess. only making me nearly pity those that are near you. playing with people, it is sick. it is a sickness. it is

        i thought about settling for a man once.

        accepting someone below me bc.. i was at that age, that stage, we had spent a short time close quarters. in many ways i could see a life w him, but he would never be good enough. he lacked 2 of the 3 core things on my “list”. that’s.. pretty bad.

        but i thought about it. settling. glad i didn’t. turns out there is a WHOLE world out there! of good hearted caring people!

      33. Continue … I don’t want to stand in your way – just had to figure out how to stop my inbox from pinging in the middle of the night … BTW, you’re a smart woman – I’d be curious to know what you think about what I posted today – have you seen the trailers for Girl Rising ?

      34. I took your message as a “you are not welcome here”. haven’t read the post.

        how do you know im smart? I actually am fairly mediocre when it comes to intelligence. though I am practically over flowing with self awareness and have a keen sense of perception. neither quality sadly plays a role in intelligence

      35. shauna, so sorry.

        I do not pity you. as I do not feel pity. I mourn you. lost. hazy. searching. finding.

        regret. live. divorce. pain. solitude.

        i know loss. of hope. of dreams. not of self. not of what i value. those things i do not give up for dreams. afterall that is a dream. something that is not real. i could not give up what is actual for what is only in my mind

      36. OK. So sorry joys and girls but I’m going to have to shut this convo down … mostly because my blog settings send an alert anytime someone comments and as I travel nonstop lately and have little time to write for $$ and for this blog, I need to limit the alerts entering my inbox (yes I did just say that!). Anyhow, wish u both the best of luck in your future adventures … I might suggest the two of you pull your enticing verbiage together and start a conversational blog … you could call it “Mr.C’s audacity” – get it??!! OK then – xoxoxox

        Shauna Nosler snosler@gmail.com 317-294-5741

      37. Me? Scared? No, never. I am a 9 ft. tall knight in shining armor with a little woman whispering stuff in my ear. (even though I don’t know what she is saying) My Russian has gotten a little rusty, as has the armor.

      38. never answer questions, liar.

        I was a wanderer. Havent wandered in a while. A whiles while.

        I don’t have a license. so no, I don’t got a van and when I did wander… id never drive (lest 1-4 occasions). keep it green people. public transportations…

        I need a van for 1 hr to move a bed and some shit .25 miles. Green as the grass that has you baked

      39. I don’t drive. lived in a a few places and places of countries, but I haven’t had a van in a long, long while.

      40. Are you in love with me ;)

        I think you are. As much as one completely devoted to themselves can love others.

        You love me. You love the attention. You love this. I give you what you need. I ask for little.

        I think you love me :0

      41. I think it may be time for you to lay your baked head to rest. Dream of your used up skank out in the desert.

        You need rest for your new job.

        Lay your head upon your pillow and think of the harden soulless beings you have become together. Gravel rough and black.

        Not the gem that lights my life; so easily jewels are discarded because they are hidden within satchels of granite. Or perhaps cuts of coal not yet turned into glittery glowing diamonds.

        Lay back and think of your dried out old lady who turned you from a person with the potential for good into an all out fire ball of pathological evil.

        Do YOU love yourself?

      42. yes. as I thought, you are a wordsmith and one who knows what a wordy challenge can be. Do you, however, know, understand the implications, the ramifications and sincerities?

      43. “understand the implications, the ramifications and sincerities?”

        … of sincerities? is there a word missing there? do I understand implications? I did not imply anything. I think I was fairly straight.

        Ramifications? Enlightenment me.

        Sincerities? once I did. It seems so long ago now…

      44. jade! that was the other gem that I was thing of. Got a jade elephant in China and lost it in Indonesia after a few months.:(

  4. I think this is a very entertaining blog! I love it. “Thunder Thighs” aaaaawwwaaaay! I am pretty jiggly myself. I don’t kid. I have more muscle than most girls. I am more average than skinny.

  5. I wrote on this on my previous blog!!! I am in a crazy race to get what I call “80’s cocaine thighs”…sans cocaine hahahaaaa. So far loads of work and I still have these weird looking columns. AHHH I should repost it on hans’ vagina…. maybe.

    Love it!

    1. i am pretty sure that your comment about thundering thighs was not meant for me because I am a tallish (not to be confused with jewish) oreo-eating man of 52 who has a life-time warranty on all lay-zee-boy and patio furniture or anything that has a remote, so, you couldn’t be yapping about me. That reminds me…I gotta out and get some new summer lawn chairs.

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