I have this one salqueen headcanon that i really love, hear me out Sally is a huge explainer okay and if she is arguing with someone who is in the wrong, she will go "thats not true because" and then explain why the person shes talking to isnt correct. But with Lightning she will just go "Your opinion is wrong" and Lightning will be like 'okey"
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From the storm the other night #lightningpost #sofuckingloud #inopedsohard https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo7S-iPFpop/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1605unlq2ss5o
I managed two out of my attempted three runs! The program I’m using is a couch-to-5k app (because I am definitely living the couch life rn), and ideally I would be running three times a week to keep up with its pace. I’d already started doing some of them in late September/early October, though, so I was in between weeks. The two runs helped me catch up so doing three a week will have me right on pace!
Just for stats sake, my current “walking” pace is about 4mph, with my “run” going up to around 8mph. I’m still only running on the elliptical, though, until my ankles get stronger. :P
The two soccer games also went great! My team was short on subs for the first one, so I got to play the whole game! I was really surprised that I could keep up for that long, but I was pleasantly tired by the end instead of wanting to die halfway through. We tied the game, no scores on either side.
The second game was a little more up in the air. I was in and out for a lot of it, and we lost, but it was so great to play with the girls’ league. The energy is real and it is healing.
Going into this next week, I’m aiming for all three runs and – since the soccer season is over – two games of netball! So excited!!
How many times am I gonna restart this blog? (Hint: This will probs not be the last time).
In the intervening year (jeez) between the last post and now, I tried a summer fitness challenge and went waaay too hard. I wound up dropping out because I tore myself up so bad, but I feel like I learned a lot about both nutrition and how to pace myself into getting stronger.
I’m back at school now and am trying to ease into fitness with some team sports and some super gradual 5k training (running, not rowing). Going into this next week, I’m going to try and do light runs on Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday. I have noncompetitive, for-fun soccer games on Tuesday and Friday.
Alright, after that brief two month intermission, I am back! It’ll be a little easier for me to actually pursue fitness more consistently since I’m at school now, and can just walk to the gym.
Not much has changed in the intervening time between my last post and now. I couldn’t do much in the latter half of the summer because my ankle sprain turned out to be a foot fracture -- go figure. :P But I believe it’s all healed up now, and I can return to doing fun things. To start, I joined the Powerlifting Club at my school. It’s geared towards beginners/learning to life safely, so I’m hopeful that I won’t burn out and avoid going. I also joined the Yoga Club for some variety! Gotta stretch all those muscles I’m trying to build.
That’s about all the updates that I have for now. See you guys again soon c:
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So, for the past week, I ate nothing good. I am not exaggerating when I say that, by terrible twists of chance, I ate fast food for one meal every day. This was capped off by a party on Sunday where I ate at least 12 cheese buns by myself, with only Doritos as my other nutrition.
Bad ideas all around. My stomach is kicking me for it. But here’s the thing: my brain isn’t. And it’s because of some pretty important realizations I had about my weight.
Growing up, I never had the best perception of my body. It started somewhere around seventh grade where I’d worry about my weight to the point of passively skipping meals. Over time with this habit, I just stopped getting hungry. I never battled an eating disorder, per sé, but I definitely did not have a healthy relationship with food. Certain splurge items (that made no fucking sense) would turn into immediate guilt in my head, while other high calorie foods were just fine for me to eat. I drink milk all the time, but I never considered it a “splurge” for those calories. Ice cream or soda, on the other hand, came with hefty price tags, like not eating anything else on the days that I would eat them, so I could load up on as much cake as I wanted (usually a slice. If that.).
We didn’t have a scale in our house, so my perception of my weight was inextricably tied to what I thought I ate. If I ate cake, I could “see” myself with three more pounds the morning after. I had no proof for it, though. I would weigh myself at my aunt’s whenever we went there for parties, but the scale always read about the same. Through all of my developmental years, I weighed 122.5 pounds pretty uniformly. I’m 5′6″. That wasn’t a super healthy weight to be at.
In Junior year of high school, I was in an accident that laid me up for about a month. I couldn’t walk. I had anxiety attacks that made even going out of the house with crutches incredibly unappealing. I gained 10 pounds. New set point at 130. Then college hit, and I jumped to around 150 where I am now.
Earlier this year, I bought a scale.
It lives in our bathroom, and I weigh myself when I get up in the morning. I’ve watched my weight move around from day to day, and stay constant for even a week sometimes. This past week, every morning I braced myself before I got on that scale, waiting for a sudden jump in 10 pounds because I wasn’t working out, wasn’t eating right.
Nothing happened.
On Monday, before any of the bad eating, I lost a pound through the weekend. It was my lowest weight yet this summer, and I was pretty happy. But I kept waiting for it to slip away with the food I ate. It didn’t. Every day this week, I got up and weighed myself. No matter what I ate, I was still at my lowest weight of the summer. It completely broke that mistaken perception about food immediately adding pounds that my brain had bought into for so many years. I felt free for a moment, “Oh my god, I can eat anything. Food won’t make me into something I don’t want to be!”
But then my stomach chimed in, “No, that’s not true.”
Just because eating bad food wasn’t affecting my weight, it doesn’t mean it wasn’t affecting me. I felt like shit! I still have an upset stomach from all the spices and cheese and just. Ugh. Everything. I honestly wasn’t enjoying what I was eating by the end of the week because my body felt so gross. But it had nothing to do with my weight, and everything to do with my health.
The second realization is more important for me, going forward. It changed my motivation to eat well and try to be a healthier person. It’s not because I’ll magically become some aesthetic I’m chasing, but because I’ll feel good wherever I am with my body. Being skinny won’t mean anything to me if I can’t move because of dehydration headaches and stomach cramps. But I can do whatever I want in a healthy body that has some jiggle.
tl;dr: What I eat doesn’t dictate my weight. More importantly, my weight doesn’t dictate my health.
So, ever since I got stuck in an elevator at work, I’ve been taking the stairs twice a day. I work on the fifth floor. The first week I did it, I had to stop and rest on the fourth floor landing. It just hurt enough to be annoying and I didn’t want to walk into the office panting like I’d just run a marathon. But today I noticed that both times, I was able to walk the full five floors without stopping, and breathing normally when I got to the top.
