My name is Elena Johnson; I was born with bandy legs myself. Children are typically all born with bandy legs, but this defect usually goes away by three-to-five years of age. I wasn’t bothered with the way my legs looked until MY teenage years. By then I began to get self-conscious with my looks and got embarrassed of certain parts of my body and the way they’re built. I didn’t like my legs and started to avoid others in fear they’d judge me for my bandy legs.It was closer to puberty that my insecurities turned into an inferiority complex. I would shun anyone I’d come in contact with, such as men - even those who’d expressed attraction to me - as much as my girlfriends, scared of triggering any teasing or contempt on their part. It was also hard to hide this in school, and I got mocked for it repeatedly. Every mishap of mine was cause for ridicule, even if it wasn’t related to my bandy legs. Eventually, the nickname “crooked legs” caught up with me.
Even on a hot day I couldn’t allow myself to put on tiny shorts; and one can’t imagine the heartache I felt when going to the beach, what discomfort followed. Men always look at the legs; this part of the body gets a huge deal of men’s attention. I simply hated myself in those times… I felt like a nobody, since I knew - if a man’s eyes would jump to my legs, I would get nothing from him, but pity and scorn.
However, by nature I’m a person with a good deal of self-confidence; when I’d wear clothes which concealed by bow legs, the troubles would nearly end, it seemed. I’d willingly make new acquaintances and behaved more naturally. But the haunting fact that I’d always have to hide my horrendous legs under clothes would keep oppressing me. For that moment, my problem seemed unsolvable, and I felt at wit’s end… it’s not even worth mentioning how much this affected my wardrobe - I’d only go public in wide pants and large boots. I thought, maybe in this outfit no one will notice my bow-like legs. What’s that all about - a woman to only go out in jeans? I envied the keepers of straight legs, since, after all - their legs were an object of seduction and a symbol of pride, while my own legs could do nothing, but scare away wandering eyes. This affected my lifestyle. At times, my disappointment with my looks would bring me to tears.
I knew about surgery options, but they were out of my budget, and either way - I’ve always been deathly afraid of doctors’ intrusion into my life. I started looking for more natural ways. I studied the complete human anatomy; I met with many doctors. They told me it’s pointless to be worried for such silly things, that it’s merely an aesthetic defect, and that a large amount of people share this problem with me. But what kind of life is one with a deformity?
Looking for answers, I put myself to look through scientific literature and found a few facts:
- The bowlegs symptom gets worse with age, and leads to the arthritis of the knees for the elderly
- A good demonstration of a similar case is a photo of a seventy-two-year-old mother and a daughter of forty-two. It’s evident on the photo that the mother suffers from a bad case of arthritis in the knees; this very likely happened in lieu of age-related changes, because of which her bandy legs problem likely caused the arthritis. The daughter’s bandy legs turned evident at thirty-nine, during her third pregnancy.
But if the shape of one’s legs can still change at a mature age, then why not harness that change and point it in the right direction? Truth is - the world has plenty of situations where people had transformed their bodies in amazing and phenomenal ways. The proof for this can be found in women of the Padaung tribe of Burma village in Africa. For the sake of stretching the neck, the women wear a certain type of rings around it which they never take off. As a result the this, these women’s necks really do extend - sometimes by as much as sixteen inches! But all I need to do was slightly change the shape of my legs. For me, the goal was much easier.
After college I got a job at a fitness center as a trainer, so I had plenty of time on my hands to devote to improving my body. I trained a lot of different people over a long period. I had clients with legs even worse than mine. We came up with combinations of exercises, sometimes we’d experiment with new ideas, all the while trying to reach even slight improvements in way our legs looked.
Some of them would lose faith and give up on this part of exercises, but I would never give up my long journey to the ultimate bowlegs remedy. I read articles and testimonials of doctors in fields of sports, as well as bodybuilding magazines and medical journals. It took me many years to find solutions to this lesser-known subject, and now that it’s done - I don’t regret one bit the time spent. My efforts had been more than rewarded.
As time passed, I noticed my legs dramatically improve. At first I couldn’t tell which of the exercises were most beneficent, since I’ve tried them all, so I decided to gather a research group of random people with bowleg syndrome and give each person a set of exercises. A few months later, the results were in and some of my exercises proved more useful than others; some proved to be largely inefficient, and others - having shocking and jaw-dropping effect on the volunteers.
A few years had passed since then, and I was able to help a great many of my fitness club members get their legs straighter and live healthier, and more fulfilling lives. It was a huge success! And now I’d like to share the depth of my unique knowledge with you!
I have compiled my many-years worth of experience in one book, which now helps many people achieve their ultimate, cherished goal.
An exclusive, hands-on guide that allows to make their legs straight and looking phenomenal