Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Part Deux: Exercise!

You know you are reaching stages of getting old when having too much flatulence keeps you up at night.  Yup.  Flatulence.  Fuck my life.  I swear I am not kidding.  Farting away when all I want to do is sleep.  Great.

Today was one of those reminders that I am a single female and horribly misunderstood as a person in the great state of Idaho.  I should add to that that I truly love who I am as a person.  It has taken YEARS for me to reach this point in my life.  The point where I can look at who am I as a whole human being and be happy with what I see.  I actually look at myself in the mirror and smile.  Naked!  I smile at my nude body!  Why?  Because it makes me happy.  I like my body.  I have worked so hard to be the person I am today, both internally and externally.  Up until recently, I felt the photo below described my self esteem almost to a "T".

But now, I see it and get angry at how pervasive the idolized female form according to mass media and Hollywood truly is.  And how that unhealthy form creates unhealthy women and girls.  Well not any more.  Nope.  Not me.  I'm not falling for it!

You know what really changed?  I signed up for a Spartan race (coming up in June) way back last fall.  I had a goal to go for and achieve.  When I have goals, I strive to accomplish them.  My workout routine has been religious.  I am reminded why I love working out so much.  It is my "Zen" time.  Just me working to meet my goal.  Working to finish my set.  Sweating and heaving and ho-ing to do...just....one....more...[breathe!].  Now I joined a local GoRuck team and try to go to at least one workout ruck event sponsored by them a week.  On my days off from work, I take the dog, put a ruck on her and off we go, rucking along in the mud, sand, sagebrush and dirt.  My new favourite object?  My rucksack.  I literally take it everywhere I go.  With or without weight in it, hahahaha!

 My current goal is to be able to climb a rope and do a pull up.  Two things I have never been able to do in my entire being of existence.  The photo below, I find it to be as intimidating as shit!  But also refreshing- it is something that I WILL do.  Not simply dream to do. :-)

The photos I find most inspiring are nothing like this:


Now, do not get me wrong.  That woman worked very hard for that body.  And I applaud her- it is beautiful to behold with one's eyes.  I also want to smack every man out there that thinks that is the ideal female body.  *vomit*






The photos I love and aspire for are these (e.g. NORMAL looking people doing it):

Today, I have decided to cleanse myself of those unworthy to be my acquaintances, much less my friends.  I am tired of being around closed-minded people in my free time.  So, if people think me too odd, too free thinking, too unconventional, too un-filtered, too not family friendly, too liberal, too [insert something here], guess what?  I choose not to spend my time with you.  I have better things to do in my time than be put down for being me.  For choosing to be who I am and reveling in it happily. :-)

And here I am, in all my glory.  Possibly the only photo of me I will put on here.  I love this photo.  I encompasses so many of my passions in life- rucking/exercising, "my" dog, being outside enjoying the world around me, and, most importantly, my Jeep.  Yes, my Jeep.  I LOVE my Jeep.  But that is for a different blog entry at another time, tehehehe.


And, to end on a positive note...of omg manly sprung holy hawtness.  Here is a video I found on my Facebook feed yesterday from Instinct Magazine: <--- click the link (I'm an IT moron).

'Bad Boy Of Ballet' Sergei Polunin Brings Us To Our Knees For Hozier 'Take Me To Church' Performance




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