my ramblings on the internets...
My friend Jess sent me an old hooping pic that at the time I did not want her to take. Looking at the pic now I see why. However, I’m glad she was able to get that pic.
I hate the picture to the left, but I love it when it’s right near the picture to the right, a recent hooping picture. One I was struggling with hooping in that first pic. I couldn’t hoop for the life of me back then. And second I am attacking that hoop with my belly.
So much progress. Gives me some extra motivation to continue on the fitness route.
Super hero on skates. It’s how I feel each time I successfully booty block the opposing jammer or help my jammer thru the pack :)
In 2007, archaelogists unearthed two skeletons from the Neolithic period locked in an eternal embrace and buried outside Mantua, Italy, just 25 miles south of Verona: the city where Shakespeare set the star-crossed tale of Romeo and Juliet. They are thought to have died young because they both had all their teeth intact. But beyond that, the skeletons are a mystery.
Absolutely beautiful
Never judge anyone shortly because
every saint has a past and
every sinner has a future
So some back story before we get to this picture.
I’ve been stressing a ton about MS stuff and Tysabri’s (my medicine) side effects. I should be thinking “I’m healthy! There are plenty of MS patients that can’t do the things you can do! So take advantage of that!!” But instead I’m thinking “I’m going to end up getting brain fever and will have to use a wheelchair forever!” GAH!
That may happen. A lot of horrible things may happen. But they may not. I may end up in a wheelchair because of other non MS reasons. Or I may continue to live my life normally and without major incidents. I’m freaking myself out for no reason. I’m doing exactly what I do when I get an MRI.
“What if a murderer comes into the hospital, kills the nurses and leaves me in the MRI machine to torture? What if there is a zombie attack (or some sort of attack) and everyone runs away (every man for themselves) and I’m tied down into the MRI machine and can’t escape! I’m doomed to be a zombie. What if a fire broke out and I can’t escape? I’ll doomed to feel myself burn and die!” etc etc. Um zombies? Murderers? Fires? WTF is wrong with me?
On top of all that stressing I’ve been bad about consistant workouts and proper eating this last month. Unfortunately that helps build depression, which is a bitch and stopped all the good behaviours I have worked so hard to build. Plus I feel like Eeyore all the time. Except I’m not looking for my tail, I’m looking for the sun. Damn you rainy, cloudy days!
So all these bad thoughts, bad behaviours, and gray sky’s had me in a funk. Then I saw that picture. Yep. I almost started crying. I feel like I look like a beast near my teammates. I’m going to be a beast in a wheelchair! The only reason I didn’t start crying immediately was that I was at work. How would I explain my tears? “This picture makes me feel fat but really it’s just a catalyst for the tears I’ve been wanting to shed over the other stressful thoughts in my heads.”
After a few evenings of feeling sad for myself I came to a conclusion… FUCK THIS! I am fucking lucky and ridiculously blessed and shouldn’t discount that. Yeah horrible things can happen but thats a universal truth for everyone so stop being a Debbie downer. Stop thinking about the unknown and get your life back on track. Oh, and btw I control my habits and if I stay fat, well, it’s my own damn fault. So cut it out. I’ve done pretty darn good so far but I have more to do. So this horrible picture just became a great, fantastic, motivating picture. This is my fucking year and I refuse to have negativity and gray sky’s kill it.
Time to go drill sergeant on myself.
Every kingdom divided against itself will be ruined
Dear Photograph,Thirty years ago, we danced circles around happiness and never thought those days would end. I wish we could’ve held onto each other’s hands for just a little while longer…missing you, sweet childhood of mine.Santiago
Got my first tattoo and went big, and definitely alien. Do I even look like people?
dang. some people are mind boggling smart/creative/awesome/amazing
From http://www.fastcodesign.com/1665585/mind-boggling-digital-portrait-uses-video-clips-as-paint-video
I grew up on Doctor Who. It’s been a part of my life for almost as long as I can remember. Now that I’m growing up I wanted to keep a piece of my favorite childhood memories with me forever.
“I am the Bad Wolf. I create myself. I take the words. I scatter them … in time, and space. A message to lead myself here.”
amazing white ink tattoo
The goal was to do as many as possible in 50 sec with a 10 sec rest between each workout. My results are as follows with the results of my final fit test from the last Bodyrock challenge in brackets:
Squat Jump: 33 [30]
Push Ups (girl): 22 [20]
Burpees: 9 [10]
High Knees: 83 [93]
Switch Lunges: 23 [16]
Tuck Jumps: 21 [14 and not done as well as this time]
Tricep Dips: 11 [wasn’t part of the last fitness test]
Straight Abs: 21 [18]
So aside from burpees and high knees I improved on everything. I was most proud of the tuck jumps. I seriously couldn’t do them the last time. I went from 2 at the beginning of the last fitness test to 14 but the jump was subpar. But this time my jumps were legit jumps. I’m hoping that within a month or two I can do the crossfit box jumps.
Let’s see how this challenge goes. If you want to do them along with me head to Bodyrock.tv and do the Feb Workout Challenge. I know its not Feb but during Feb I was doing crossfit and the March workouts are focusing on legs and ass so they aren’t suppose to be done back to back. That means there aren’t enough March workouts to do 5 times a week.
Yay for progress!!
1. I am the thinnest I’ve been since 2005.
2. I am the fittest I’ve been since… well, ever.
3. Even though its still really tight I was able to get the pants, that I’ve been trying to fit into for 6 years, on and buttoned.
4. I am eating the healthiest I’ve ever eaten.
5. I finally care enough to make changes happen.
So I need to lose another 20 to hit my next goal. I have Bodyrock.tv, Nike Trainer phone app, a gym membership, and a bike on its way. Plus I have new recipes to try and a way better idea of how I should be eating.
Those 20lbs are going to fly off before the end of the summer and then I’ll only be 30lbs heavier than my middle school weight (!!!). Something I can hopefully achieve before the end of the year.
Yay! I’m so excited :D
This is just HOT to think about. Apparently advice from on privatepfaff to an anon tumblr asker on how to appropriately fuck a girl roughly. I find it funny that she says “nine times out of then she won’t [tell you stop]” because its true. Not super into the hair pulling but in the midst of everything below I won’t say stop it, nor will it lessen my enjoyment of the moment.
- Slam her against a door - simply grab her and push her back into the door. Press yourself into her and start making out with her aggressively. This can also work on a wall, but you have to be more careful not to bump into anything (it can hurt and break her out of the moment).
- Pull her hair - For foreplay, stay behind her, kissing her neck, and pull her hair back - girls really go crazy for this. Or, when you’re doing her doggy style which is a dominant position, you can enhance your dominance by pulling her hair (the closer to the roots the better) and saying dirty words to her.
- Pin her down - girls love when they are being controlled, and give her a dirty little smirk while you’re at it. Pin her hands above her head while you are making out; she’s bound to go crazy.
- Fuck her hard, fast, and deep - the more you comprehend this the better. Be the alpha male. Girls go crazy for that shit.. seriously eat it right up, especially if you keep a nice, steady pace that will leave their thighs and legs sore. Thrust your hips against hers. Don’t stop.
- Manhandle her into a position - show her you’re the boss. Make her feel good by switching positions, the right ones, and this will also keep you both lasting longer. You do not want to be boring. Grab her by the legs, arms, waist, or really any body part necessary to get into the position you want to fuck in.
- Be touchy - and what I mean by this is squeeze her ass, grab her breasts, and get a good grip on her hips. Also do the above with your hands. Hickies are trashy when visible, but a good reminder of what a great time you hand when found in places only she will know about. The best kept secret. A girl will love your touch anywhere it is, and the harder you grip the more she is yours.
- Get creative - This is seriously the biggest thing to do. Have an idea? You might as well try it. The worst she can do is tell you to stop it, but nine times out of then she won’t, and even more chances are that she will love it just as much as you are. The best times in the bedroom are those spent experimenting.
Okay seriously 2 way too sexy post back to back? Thoughts are in the gutter now.
At some point this was me. So much so my ex send me an email that just had the subject line “You” and the link to this article as the only content in the body. I want to recapture part of this old me. I’m glad I am starting to once again have design projects.
Via http://www.bittbox.com/rants/25-reasons-you-might-be-a-hardcore-graphicweb-designer