Getting Fit and Healthy

IG@Sheriboberry 260 lbs ➡️ 150 lbs. The picture on the left almost brought me to tears. It was the day of my sisters wedding. You can see the depression in my eyes. You can see my unhappiness, insecurities, utter hate for my body. I remember that day so clearly… I couldn’t wait for it to be over. Seeing family members and friends I hadn’t seen in years. Taking tons of pictures that would be framed, put on facebook. And there I was… Hating myself. The body I lived in. I didn’t want to see anyone. Yet alone people I hadn’t seen in so long. And take pictures? It was pretty much a nightmare for me. I remember avoiding shopping for a dress for weeks. My sister literally had to make me. I was convinced I could “lose a few pounds” before her wedding.. And I refused to go dress shopping until I had done so. Well as the day crept up on me… I had actually gained weight rather than lost it. And so there I was…. Unhappy, depressed, disgusted, angry, bitter. Thinking why is this happening to me? How did my life get to this point…

People ask me everyday how I did it. & especially how I kept going… even on the bad days.

I had to return to Portland tonight because I have work tomorrow. ACLU & International Refugee Assistance Project attorneys will be back at SeaTac tomorrow at 5:30 a.m. (including my law school bestie, I am so proud). 

There were 13 people detained at SeaTac yesterday who were secretly transferred to a detention facility in Tacoma, so the Northwest Immigrant Rights Project is working with attorneys to straighten that right out. 

Basically: Shit is going down, y’all. The women I went up with today? Both were Arabs. One was from Pakistan, the other was from Lebanon (a Christian, a Muslim and a Jew walk into an airport…). When I asked them if I was overreacting by feeling like this was a coup-in-progress, they said no. That’s precisely what this is.

I thought we had a coup-proof system. I was mistaken.

And they’re pulling an old trick from the national-security handbook that’s been used to evade the courts on issues like domestic surveillance: “Lawyers and advocates still didn’t know how many people were being held in the secondary inspection area at Dulles or what their immigration status was, which led to a catch-22: Attorneys couldn’t file for contempt of court without having proof that legal residents were being detained and not being given access to lawyers, but they couldn’t get proof without getting access.” (x)

At least two VA reps have found out (via friends and family) about constituents being detained at Dulles, at which point CBP released them in order to dodge the access-to-lawyers issue. The representative for my district is on the warpath–and also on the House Oversight Committee. Here’s hoping these fuckers get slapped with contempt of court so hard their ears ring, then get hauled in front of a committee hearing to see if they want to try their chances with contempt of Congress.

All of which doesn’t even get into the Monday Night Massacre clusterfuck inside the executive branch, when the acting attorney general of the United States refused to make the DoJ defend the lawfulness of the immigration order in court. And was summarily fired and replaced with someone more compliant. So here’s also hoping the Senate puts Jeff Sessions through absolute hell on his role in all this before they vote to confirm him as AG.

Women were treated as subservient and it that you shouldn’t treat other men as subservient, like they are beneath you. It is not talking about homosexuality. If it was, it would say it outright since the bible lists other things outright.

Also, whenever a Christian brings the book of Leviticus up, you should feel free to point out that these are rules that were given to make the Hebrew people prepared for when the son of God came to earth. In Christianity, it’s believed the son of God was Jesus. So by following the rules set in Leviticus or pushing them as things we should follow, they’re saying that Jesus was not the son of God, and that Jesus did not, in fact, die for our sins. Jewish people believe, in their faith, that the son of God hasn’t yet been born, so many choose to follow these rules.

Jesus also affirms the homosexual relationship between the Roman Centurion and his “slave”. The particular Greek word used to refer to this special slave was “pais”. Greek language studies and contexts show that a “pais” was a male love slave. Regular slaves were called “dolos”. The Centurion makes this distinction clearly when he asks Jesus to heal his slave (pais), and then to prove his status he tells Jesus that his slaves (dolos) go when he tells them to. But this slave (pais) was special. He was the Centurion’s lover.

Hearing this, Jesus was so amazed he says he had not found ANYONE ELSE who had such great faith. He then blesses the Centurion and heals his male lover.

Matthew 8:5-13

THIS IS WHAT THE BIBLE REALLY TEACHES ABOUT SAME SEX COUPLES.

I spent the first 30 years of my life wavering between morbid obesity and extreme morbid obesity.

Lose 10 pounds, gain 20. Lose 50 pounds, gain 100. A never-ending upward spiral.

In 2010, I made a decision to lose weight once again. How did I mistakes? How did I not fail this time? That’s what these pictures hide:

I DID FAIL. I FAILED OFTEN AND STILL DO.

But I did not, have not, will not quit. I found a way to forgive myself when I feel short of the mark. When I fail, I fail forward. I learned to see myself as a scientist, learning and growing from failures as much as I did successes. I gave up on perfection and embraced my fallibility.

Perfection is like a wet bar of soap: the harder you try to hold on to it, the more likely it is to get away from you.

CAULIFLOWER TORTILLAS Eating your two cups of veggies per lunch and supper everyday can get boring fast, but not when you have recipes like these yummy cauliflower tortillas! (Don’t forget to add your eggs in for protein count: 2 eggs= approx. 3oz) SOURCE:  RecipeGirl.com (lightly adapted with permission from The Slim Palate Cookbook by Joshua Weissman- Copyright 2014, Victory Belt Publishing, Inc.) Yield: 6 small tortillas Prep Time: 30 minutes Cook Time: 20 minutes INGREDIENTS: • Small head of cauliflower • 2 large eggs • ¼ cup chopped fresh cilantro • juice from ½ lime (add the zest too if you want more of a lime flavor) • salt and pepper, to taste DIRECTIONS: 1. Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F. and line a baking sheet with parchment paper. 2. Trim the cauliflower, cut it into small, uniform pieces, and pulse in a food processor in batches until you get a couscous-like consistency. The finely riced cauliflower should make about 2 cups packed. 3. Place the cauliflower in a microwave-safe bowl and microwave for 2 minutes, then stir and microwave again for another 2 minutes. Place the cauliflower in a fine cheesecloth or thin dishtowel and squeeze out as much liquid as possible, being careful not to burn yourself. Dishwashing gloves are suggested as it is very hot. 4. In a medium bowl, whisk the eggs. Add in cauliflower, cilantro, lime, salt and pepper. Mix until well combined. Use your hands to shape 6 small “tortillas” on the parchment paper. 5. Bake for 10 minutes, carefully flip each tortilla, and return to the oven for an additional 5 to 7 minutes, or until completely set. Place tortillas on a wire rack to cool slightly. 6. Heat a medium-sized skillet on medium. Place a baked tortilla in the pan, pressing down slightly, and brown for 1 to 2 minutes on each side. Repeat with remaining tortillas. TIPS: • You can munch these by themselves or add some taco filling and fold it like a taco to get your full supper meal.

Well than you for the concern anon, I appreciate you taking the time to message me. I have given your worries some thought, and while I thought about it I watched my 2013 crossing line vid: 

And then I thought I would look at last years too while I was at it 

I think I’m gonna be all right but thank you

Apparently the situation at Standing Rock is being made worse because white people are going there just for the “cultural experience” and treating it like it’s a vacation. If you can’t be respectful and cognizant of the protocols in place at Standing Rock, then it would help everyone out more for you to just stay home (and there absolutely are measures that you can take to support Standing Rock and NoDAPL that don’t involve actual protesting–there’s nothing wrong with supporting from a distance if you’re worried that your presence at Standing Rock will not be received well for whatever reason).  

As for the protocols that actually are in place:

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That has been bad for me in the past.

Jennifer is in bed. There are freshly made cookies in the kitchen. I’m tired, bored….

But I won’t make that mistake today.

I’m avoiding jeans like the plague right now because my jeans are tight. I am in this weird state of acceptance/denial right now. I’ve gained some weight. I can tell in my clothes. And yet I’ve resorted to the old “Well at least I don’t weigh X.” or “At least I don’t wear size X.” and then when that number shows up, I make the number higher. This is how I got to over 300 pounds in the first place. So “At least I don’t weigh 270 again” is just gonna tempt those 8 pounds to show up again. 

I haven’t done yoga since June, and I don’t go on nearly as many walks as I used to. I have been going to the gym but very sporadically due to travel and deadlines of doom. I’ve also been trying to log more in the past week - even when it was ridiculously bad just give myself a wake up call. 

So I guess here’s my small goal for today: clean up the second bedroom (my yoga space) so that I can have my space again. I’d like to do a session tonight. I’ve been REALLY missing it, so it should be a lot of fun. :)

It’s the man on the bus touching me, thinking he had a right to my body.

It’s the man who called me a fat cow for telling him to watch where he was going because he almost ran me over.

It’s the saleswoman yelling “WHY DONT YOU SPEAK MY LANGUAGE” to a Muslim man.

It’s my mom telling my sister being gay is a phase.

It’s my classmates saying women wearing revealing clothes are “asking for it”.