This post has made me think, and realise how very lucky I've been. I've been blessed with a strong, healthy body - and confidence.
Just think of all it's been through, the swimming, cycling, horse riding and ice skating of my youth, the thousands of miles I must have walked.
It's produced and fed four healthy children, done decades of travelling, gardening, housework and teaching - with very few episodes of illness or disability - incredible really.
Now, at 67, I have a tummy, droopy bits, lumpy bits, a dodgy back and a few scars. Still, overall, I think I should appreciate and love my body. It has served me well.
OK, it's time for long sleeves and long skirts - but so what?