I've been digging through my photostream again, looking at the photos from about a year ago. I absolutely ache for this girl. She has no idea of the kind of hell that is coming, and also that it will eventually be okay. And then not okay and then okay again. And that this cycle will continue for the rest of her life. A beautiful thing, perspective.
I've been digging through my photostream again, looking at the photos from about a year ago. I absolutely ache for this girl. She has no idea of the kind of hell that is coming, and also that it will eventually be okay. And then not okay and then okay again. And that this cycle will continue for the rest of her life. A beautiful thing, perspective.
Seriously? Obey? You can't look at this and tell me that the diet industry isn't at least a tiny bit about controlling women. Also, what's so flip-flapping great about a flat stomach? I've had a round stomach all my life and it has some pretty nice properties. It's warm and soft and familiar and comfortable. I don't think I'd be willing to give up these things just so I could look like society's ideal. Fuck society's ideal.
About a year ago I went to Vancouver, BC to watch my brother run a marathon and it was an incredible experience. I realized that I wanted to run one too, someday. I managed to find a fat-friendly trainer (ask me about her if you are in the Portland area. She is AWESOME) and set about working out once a week, with the marathon goal in mind. I had no idea what I was capable of doing, but I wanted to give it a shot so I could maybe someday reach my goal. I'm certainly not some magical good fattie success story, but my point is that once I blindly leapt and gave it a shot, I realized I was so much more capable, physically, than I had previously thought.
Long story short, I think the lack of imagery had a lot to do with my reluctance to believe in myself physically. So I would like to invite you all to participate in a new photo project with me. I started a group on flickr called Athletes at Every Size, with the intent of getting people who don't fit the hardbody image to post their workout photos. I think it would be a really powerful thing for us to show what we can do, to ourselves and others.
So if you've got photos of yourself in the act of working out, or in the middle of your post-workout glow, or even just in your workout clothes, please post them. The point is to show the range of bodies that are capable of exercising (and hopefully enjoying it), so whether you consider yourself to be fat, fit, a long time exerciser or just starting out, please post to the group. The world needs to see you!
http://fatactivistnetwork.ning.com/
I've been looking through my flickr photostream today. I was doing the 365 project for a while so I have about a bajillion photos of myself from February to now. In most of them I look like this:
but I know for a fact I was feeling more like this:
Interesting how we lie for photos. Also interesting is how happy and fun life looks from a distance when up close it is sucking hardcore.
Not now...now I'm doing okay. But overall Feb to now has kind of sucked. True story :)

* Open the book to page 56.
* Find the fifth sentence.
* Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
* Don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST
from Comfortable with Uncertainty: 108 Teachings on Cultivating Fearlessness and Compassion by Pema Chodron
"There's no sense of appreciation because we're so solemn about everything."
that is the damn truth.
I hate the idea of quitting things, but this time in my life is supposed to be about discovering myself and figuring out what I actually want to do. So I'm going in a different direction. I'm going to take the money I was going to spend on GD and try some jewelry classes instead. Maybe it will turn out to be something I want to do, maybe not, but it's definitely worth a try.
I know, if you have to ask, it probably isn't, but I still think it's sweet to think about some teenager sitting around thinking about his/her main squeeze and contemplating the important questions....:D

Also? T and I DO look like sisters....crazy
Oh hello red velvet cupcakes! (nom nom nom)
http://www.tesh.com/ittrium/visit?path=A
I don't know...my gut feeling is that children should be protected from this kind of thing...
I work for a childcare company and part of my job is to support high school students using our virtual high school program. As a participant in this program, each student gets a laptop preimaged with all of the software they will need to get them through the school year. One of the fairly important things on there is a content filter app so the students don't wander into any scary adult areas on the web. The software is administered centrally, so if a student tries to go to a website and it is blocked, they can request an override which sends the URL to the administrator who can decide whether they should be looking at that site or not. As of yesterday, that person is....me.
It's an odd position to be in, the arbiter of acceptable websites. In what way am I actually qualified to decide what someone's kids should be looking at on the web?
Actually, so far it's been pretty easy. Today I got a request to allow a google video search of "girls fucking dogs". Clearly that's for a class...
http://www.oregonlive.com/oregonian/ftp/T

