making my vegan eggplant and tomato stew for shabbos - it's got red peppers (jarred and fresh), onion, garlic, scallion, crushed tomato, brown sugar, red wine, and loads of spices!
i have moved on to couch to 10k. tonight i try this 😮😮😮 wish me luck!
i only managed 25 minutes before the heat and humidity defeated me and i threw up. feels like 87, 70 percent humidity???? yike!!! but i hope this L will be succeeded by a dub tomorrow
as stubborn as i am i think vomiting and feeling light headed is a pretty strong body signal to Stop Now
im back babey!!!! 30 minutes in a knee brace!!!! i wont stop til i hit 3 miles
having to stop running for 5 days because of my knees set off big waves of body loathing i thought i had generally moved beyond, but surprise! internalized fatphobia is a stubborn bitch especially when literally hundreds of ppl including family also join in!
however, my mantra is: i am learning to experience my body as a tool, not an aesthetic object. every step and stride and goof and stumble and pant is a move towards that. i may be an ungainly pudding person, but i will be a strong one soon. running 3 miles will mean a lot to me.
about to try running for 30 minutes straight... wish me luck.... #couchto5k
I DID IT I FUCKING DID IT I DID IT IM NOW A SWEAT HUMAN HYBRID IT TOOK SINCE APRIL 3 BUT I RAN FOR 30 MINUTES STRAIGHT
you officially "graduate" the app at 35min. and then there's a 10k sequel! but once i hit 35min i will stop posting here. this feels like a milestone to me :)
one of the major reasons i've been able to start a running routine and enjoy running is because i've consciously said to myself over & over that this is not about weight loss, it's about getting strong, and forging a relationship to my body outside angst & panic attacks. 1/
there's so much messaging from everywhere - family, friends, omnipresent culture - that the only reason to exercise is aesthetic. that alienates people from their own bodies so much! i stayed away from anything fitnessy for so long bc of those messages. 2/
but just getting stronger and living in your body and inhabiting it fully - your pulsing limbs, your racing heart, your growing strength - is lovely in and of itself. don't let anyone tell you the only reason to move is to get smaller. fuck that. get strong enough to punch bears.