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Neue Rennserie Mit elektrischem Rückenwind über Trails und Schotter

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Authentische Testmöglichkeiten und fachkundige Beratung

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Dear female population,

I hope this letter finds you well. I know most of you spend most of your time in the gym or documenting your calories, so I hope this letter finds you at all. I'm writing to you because what you stand for not only scares me but saddens me.

I'm someones daughter, sister and one day will be someones mother and wife. I come from a long line of QUEENS. Educated, hard working queens. Women who have given me the tools I need to build my queendom, humility, wisdom and integrity. Now I'm not a lesbian feminist, and even if I were, that would be pretty kick butt but the truth is, I just love women. I love smart women, I love strong women, I love bold women. I don't care what they look like as long as they're not stupid, fragile and scared. They say you criticize people only if you know they're capable of more. I know, as a woman and a lover of strong, beautiful women, we are more than what we are now.

I'm writing this to all my sisters who truly believe they can get into college but not get a man, because their thighs touch. I'm writing this to all of the women who love a good bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken but opt for legumes and lentils because Miranda Kerr looks more appealing than Michelle Obama. I understand you want to perfect yourselves. Why shouldn't you be the best you, you can be? But maybe it's time you swap your gym membership for a library card. Narcissism and vanity start and end with women like you (sorry not sorry). You are more than your thighs, your glutes and your calves and it is no use if you pay half the bill, open the door for yourselves and don't dress provocatively. You still categorize yourself by believing that all you are good for is represented by toned oblique lines and killer triceps.

Why can't we trade the thinspo's and fitblr's for scienceblr's and empowermentspo's? Why can't we teach our sisters, daughters and mothers to expect more from their counterparts whether or whether not they look like Stacy Kiebler? Don't get me wrong, like I said before, I love women. All kinds. So believe I'm not judging anyone who thinks their self worth is determined by their BMI's. I know what it's like to sit on the other side of the fence, driving myself crazy 7 days a week in a gym only to come home to steamed bull sh*t with a side of almonds drizzled with rapeseed oil. Sadly, it wasn't the men in my life, it wasn't society, it wasn't anybody but women like you, who made me feel like unless I looked like you, I wouldn't feel as good, I wouldn't look as happy, I wouldn't get the guys, wouldn't get anywhere.