As a child, I always looked at my mother’s legs wondering why she has blue and green veins all populating random parts of her skin on her calves and thighs. Now mind you, my mother is the most vain woman I have ever met, so it became a very, very big deal inside of my household when these veins became visible on her. She was always looking at herself in the mirror commenting on her looks. She also had plastic surgery several times, foregoing the more conservative measures that can be taken to help with varicose veins, such as compression stockings. Nope, she decided to go under the knife for these and some other issues that she wanted changed on her body. So being that she was so narcissistic, I always knew better than to inquire as to what they were, lest I risk starting a pity party and 12-hour-long crying and complaining session.
I noticed as she and I got older they progressively looked more prominent in color. They also began to bulge out and becomes more and more visible. When I was older, and we formed a more personal relationship, she told me they were called varicose veins, and that they were a direct result of her having stood on her feet for 8-10 hours a day for 20 years while she was a bank teller. She also told me that they were hereditary, and her mother as well as her sisters all dealt with having this issue. That was the moment I realized that these unsightly veins could become part of my future. We both laughed hysterically for almost five minutes, and then I began thinking of ways that I could prevent this from happening to me in the future.
From that moment in time, I made the decision to keep my legs particularly in shape in order to make sure I did not get them like they did, as well as to prevent any minor varicosity from forming. At the time of this writing, I am thirty-two years old and have a few minor occurrences, but they are small and only on the backs of my feet ankles. These probably occurred due to some of the activities I participated in when I was younger. For instance, I danced ballet, point, jazz, and modern from a small child all through my formative years until around eight-teen. I really believe that dancing was what truly kept my legs looking good and varicose veins almost non-existent. However, the small ones on my feet were probably also a direct result of standing on my feet for long periods of time during these dancing sessions. As an adult, after I stopped dancing, I have always performed vigorous leg exercises to keep my legs in top shape to prevent both these varicose veins as well as other issues, such as cellulite.
All in all, I believe that the experiences of my youth, in dealing with a mother who was self-absorbed and vain experience major cosmetic issues, such as these varicose veins, definitely gave me the motivation to do everything possible to employ preventive measures to make sure that my legs did not end up that way. So far, so good; here’s to hoping that as I enter into my 40‘s, these exercise methods are enough to stall such problems.