Posted 3 days ago

moynmoyn:

So yeah, my finale step in accepting myself is taking my own advice and feeling proud of the way I look by flaunting it. I am way happier looking at these photos and feeling genuinely beautiful than looking at a scale and getting excited when I loose weight. Weight is not a measurement of health, your self worth and definitely not your beauty. Let aloe your right to wear a bathing suit when it’s hot as hell! You earned that body, it’s beautiful because it belongs to you!

The perfect bikini body joke has been going around for while, just thought I’d contribute, not steal someone else’s joke :P

Posted 6 days ago
Posted 1 week ago

fitnerd:

committingtome:

Today, I ran while fat. 2 miles. It felt good, except that I thought a cool 84 Degrees did not warrant water - it does - so my second mile was rougher going than I planned.
A friend of mine has some really incredibly fun, no-fucks given style, and I commented on his FB post, “teach me how to fashion.” He replied with some great tips, including “I have a zero tolerance policy for criticizing my body at all.”
 
I just thought that was true body love revolutionary talk so I embraced it and decided to not only give no fucks but to embrace my body and run as pictured above, except with shoes, of course. Running while fat is an experience. The looks aren’t all imagined. But you know what, I felt free. I ran free.
 
He went on to say
I mean not even things like “I hate the way my ass looks in this” or “my arms look like shit in this.” Both of those would be immediately reframed to “I hate the way THIS looks on my amazing, lucious ass” and “I wish this flattered my super strong and kickass arms, what a bummer/piece of shit item of clothing.”
So I reframed the photo above and decided that while the skirt is not entirely flattering to my thighs and the outfit itself certainly exposes my tummy, that’s just the way the clothes look. And truly, I’m only concerned about my belly because of what other people might think about it. Friends, lovers, family members, strangers.
 
But none of that matters.
 
All that matters is that I love me, all of me. So I rewarded myself with a run with the breeze on my back and my tummy and nothing holding my arms back. I felt the jiggle in my wiggle and I embraced it. I could have done things a lot differently the last few months. Even in the last twenty four hours.
 
But I didn’t, and I can’t go back. So I’m starting a personal revolution. No more negative self talk. Ever. Reframe. Re-evaluate. Love love love all of me.
 
“I have a zero-tolerance policy for criticizing my body. At all. Ever.” - Tuesday. And now, Tonya, too.
 

Tonya is awesome.

Posted 1 week ago
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beautifulpicturesofhealthyfood:

Frozen Coconut Peach Bites. 3 ingredient simple frozen treats. Beats a store bought popsicle any day.

1 cup coconut milk (from a can)

1 peach, chopped

1/4 cup currants (optional or substitute blueberries)

RECIPE

Posted 1 week ago

thefrogman:

Do you even lift? …yarn?

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Posted 1 week ago

funeralformyfat:

kikiakaaliki:

Just casually hosting a #funeralformyfat up in here. (at Anytime Fitness)

Love it!!

Posted 1 week ago

theroadtobeauty:

nocturnofshadow:

acousticlushness:

Today at work, I wore this pretty form-fitting outfit because well… because I can. And a woman, probably in her mid to late 30s asks me… “Can I ask you a question without purposely trying to offend you?” Of course I said she could and then she asks me… “Do you feel comfortable in what you’re wearing?” and I kind of confusedly answered that I did feel comfortable in what I was wearing. She then asked “Even though it’s extremely… form-fitting?” And I said “Especially because it’s form fitting.” She then told me that she thought I looked beautiful but asked how I was so comfortable, as a full-figured woman, wearing something tight. And I simply answered “Because I love my body. I love my shape. I love who I am. It took me a long time to be okay with what kind of body I have but now I love it and if I choose to change it, I can. If I don’t choose to, then I won’t. Sure, I have things I don’t like about myself but overall I can’t say I’m disappointed in the way I look or feel in the clothes I choose to wear.”

She then called me her “She-Hero” and bought an outfit just like the one I was wearing.

This is why I love my job.

hot a what

seriously, what a pretty bab

I love everything about this story.

Posted 1 week ago

iggymogo:

overturnedbicycles:

vegasmo:

Always good advice, eff pesticides.

Vinegar is wonderful.

winegar

(Source: superfannypack)