Kaelee Bates
23. Married. Living in Seattle.
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Quote reblogged from in between the linesFat people in America are reduced to nothing but fatness. A fat person has a health problem of any kind? It’s because they’re fat. A fat person is single? Well, duh. Fat. They deserve it. A fat person is poor? That’s not surprising-obviously they have bad judgment and no impulse control! Because why would a smart person choose to be fat? If a fat person goes to a restaurant and sits on a broken chair and the chair collapses under them, it’s because they’re fat. But if a thin person sits on the same broken chair and the chair collapses under them, it’s because they sat on a broken chair.
Lindy West, Being Mean To Fat People is Pointless: A Good Old Fashioned Plea for Civility
Negative experience = because of your fat
Positive experience = in spite of your fat
(via lapocketrocket)
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I am getting so frustrated with fat-shaming and how inherent it is in our society. People spew out all of these, “facts” about obesity that have been spoon fed to them for years. Facts that are actually lies.
I know, I know, I basically run a fitblr over here, who the hell am I to talk? I can honestly say this is me accepting my body though. It has always been muscular and athletic and I always HATED it. I wanted to be small, dainty, and frail, because that is what women are supposed to be, right?
WRONG.
There is nothing wrong with a woman being strong. It doesn’t make her less of a woman. I am honestly pissed off that I believed the lies for so long.
If someone doesn’t enjoy exercise as much as I do, that is fucking fine by me. I have no say in anyone else’s life, and they don’t have to explain what they do or do not enjoy to me or anyone else. You love to knit and garden and think a treadmill was sent straight from hell? Good! I am happy you know yourself well enough to do what you enjoy. Don’t let any health-obsessed zombie freak tell you there is something wrong with you. You do not have to change who you are because someone with a blog says that, (insert exercise or diet of choice here) is the only way to be healthy. Chances are you are much better at gauging your personal health than some random stranger on the internet.
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Photo reblogged from Artistic Snobbery
Action Shot from our hike Saturday. (Taken with instagram)
Tis me, looking ridiculous.
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Link reblogged from supercalifragi FITNESS expialidocious
This post was inspired by an ask FitZoey answered today, which you can find here :(http://fitzoey.tumblr.com/post/23933157485/do-you-ever-feel-like-you-take-working-out-too-far-im)
Obviously, this is a fairly popular message tossed around by fitblr/weight loss blogs and on the surface it can…
Amen to everything said here!
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You don’t have to get a job that makes others feel comfortable about what they perceive as your success. You don’t have to explain what you plan to do with your life. You don’t have to justify your education by demonstrating its financial rewards. You don’t have to maintain an impeccable credit score. Anyone who expects you to do any of those things has no sense of history or economics or science or the arts.
You have to pay your own electric bill. You have to be kind. You have to give it all you got. You have to find people who love you truly and love them back with the same truth.
But that’s all.
A daily struggle but a good reminder.
[Dear Sugar, The Rumpus (via shana-elmsford; sararenee)]
(via happyhumanramblings)
(Source: cupofchi)
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2 years ago, I weighed 162 pounds. Today I weigh 126.
I didn’t lose the weight by hating myself down to a size 4. Not through dieting, not through crazy amounts of exercise, not through calorie counting, or purging.
I lost 35 pounds by learning to love and take care of my body. I realized that part of loving myself is giving my body what it needs. I changed my diet to include mostly plants, I cut out soda and fought hard against my addiction to sugary/fatty foods. I began to see food as fuel and to use it as such. I also made sure my body was in motion for at least 1 hour everyday, and these days I am even working on becoming physically stronger. I knew that my old eating/exercise habits would not suit me as I began to age. I knew that I wasn’t treating my body well.
When I truly began to love it, it took a new shape. I loved my old shape. I love my new shape. I love it all because I love me! x)
This girl is amazing. Everything she says here.
Loving yourself doesn’t mean you suddenly start eating terrible food and feeling like shit all the time. It means listening to your body and being in tune with it. For me it has meant eating healthy most of the time and not giving a fuck when I decide to eat something that isn’t.
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Two year anniversary with this guy. We went out for brunch and then went on a hike. Our life is kind of like an episode of Portlandia, and I love it.
