Went for the 8km today!

I ran for all of The Mighty Fall, Young Volcanoes, I Don’t Care and half of (Coffee’s For Closers). I still hate running! But I don’t feel quite so much like I’m dying when I go for a whole song most of the time. Hating with a fiery passion, but not dying, much.

Saturday will be my first offical event run with actual other human beings. It’s the Rainbow Run for marriage equality. I will not be required to run, as the event suggested walking would be fine. It appears it will be in a park, not on a street, so that makes me feel better. It might be raining! Which the fundies will think is a sign from god (seriously, they pray for rain on parade day every year) and which I imagine the people running will think is nicer than the 40C+ temps we had a couple of weeks ago. I have been assigned purple, which I am incredibly pleased with. I plan to go for the whole 6km.

Today’s music: Save Rock & Roll and Folie a Deux by Fall Out Boy
Today’s weight: 72.2kg

So, my Fitbit finally arrived! For those following the saga, yes, this is the Fitbit that I ordered through redemption in OCTOBER. My gym finally sent an email out that they were no longer with the promotion company and my Fitbit was on its way. Less than a week later…

So far I really like it. It seems to track my workouts fine. I’m a bit frustrated at the app, at finding the stats I’m used to seeing. I’m unused to thinking of my workouts in steps, not distances. I never had pedometer measurements from my phone.

One amusing thing is that apparently if I rock at the right intensity it counts as steps. Which I guess, yeah, it’s burning energy.

Also, my resting rate if sitting up seems to be 80-100bpm, which I guess is the anxiety. I mean, it’d be nice if I was actually burning fat sitting on my couch feeling afraid of everything, but I doubt it.

8k today! Ran for 2m30s minutes of White Noise, 2m of 21st Century, all of Listen Up Suzie (2m8s) and all of I’m Not Okay (3m8s).

Today’s Music: White Noise by The Living End and May Death Never Stop You by My Chemical Romance
Today’s Weight: 71.7kg

thehappysatan:

This is me.
I am fat.
I am fit.
And I am a badass, apparently.

I know whoever’s following me is here for art, but bear with me. This is important to me.

I’ve never seen myself portrayed as this cool fighter in the photo – so the fact that this is me, is a revelation to me.
This photo was taken as part of an article about plus-sized women who work out for fun, not for weight loss. It’s an interesting article; it reviews recent scientific studies debunking myths about fat bodies, and includes interviews with 3 other women besides myself. It’s in Hebrew, though; here’s a LINK.

I started practicing in Abada Capoeira 4 years ago.
All these four years, I’ve been constantly struggling with crippling insecurities and self doubt, every single practice. But my struggles are working out for me. It’s slowly sinking in, that being fat doesn’t stop me from doing anything – I stop me from doing things.
After all, just like everyone else in western culture – I was taught that fat people can’t do things. And I’ve always been fat.

I’ve spent most of my life worrying about food, dieting, and forcing myself to exercise. It was clear to me that I, a fat person, could never take pleasure in sports, so I never sought out a pleasurable experience in my workouts.

At some point, I became sick of torturing my body and my brain with haunting thoughts about food, with my seesawing weight and the depression following the inevitable weight gain.
And I decided to give up.
I quit my gym subscription. I quit the weight watchers thing I had been part of.
I just existed with my body and tried to be ok with it.

I wasn’t. My body’s always been a useless lump attached to my brain, holding me back. Giving up didn’t change that.

My best friend had started taking capoeira classes. He’d been raving about this awesome sport for a few months, about how nice and communal and friendly it was. How creative and fun. He made it sound awesome. And I decided I’d take a venture outside my comfort zone, and give it a shot.
My friend was highly skeptical. He knew that I was a proud couch potato, knew how much I hated working out – and capoeira is an intense fucking workout!

But I tried it, and it was so hard, and so painful – but most of the time I didn’t even notice, because my big strong brain was getting a workout, too. And suddenly, I could do a one-handed cartwheel! I felt like a superhero!

My friend stopped going a short while after I had started. But I stayed. Not because I was forcing myself, not because I had a goal. I stayed because I just liked being there. I liked the process, I liked the progress, I liked the people, I liked the person it turned me into. I did it for fun.

And that’s my revelation for you guys – working out can be so much fun, even if you’ve always hated it. You just haven’t found the thing that engages you, yet. Get creative! Go outside your comfort zone! Try something no one expects from you! And forget about your dumb goals! Just have fun!

So now I’m still fat. And I’m finally cool with it.

Took me 30 years of living, but I’ve finally realized that my body isn’t a thing to be looked at. It’s a tool for me to use. A powerful tool. And it’s mine; I live inside of it.

And when I give it a chance – it never ceases to amaze and surprise me.

That’s it, bye.

Fall Out Boy today! I did three runs – all of The Mighty Fall(3m32s), all of Thriller(3m29s), and all of Thnks fr th Mmrs(3m23s). I could have probably gone for the full 8kms, because my ride was late, but I couldn’t have known that so I stopped after my third run at 6.75km.

Today’s Music – Save Rock And Roll and Infinity On High by Fall Out Boy
Today’s Weight – 72.4kg

Then Chicken Caesar Salad for dinner. Actual serving size was about twice that size, but I forgot to take a picture until I’d eaten a bunch. Yes, I know that’s enormous, but I’d never made it before and didn’t realise the volume until we plated up. Balance of ingredients was good, though, so I just have to make a half-portion of everything next time. 😀

6.5km today. And I did three runs. I ran for ALL of I’m Not Okay (3m8s), half of Mama (2m20s) and half of Planetary Go! (2m). And I survived!
When I got home, I had a shower and used my bar of Rock Star for the first time (which I LOVED) and had a hummus, vegetable and salmon cake wrap and felt very virtuous.

Today’s music: May Death Never Stop You – My Chemical Romance
Today’s weight: 72.6kg

Short walk today, with a run for nearly all of Planetary Go! (about two and a half minutes maybe?). Then I went on the machines and did my first strength training of the year. I did the whole three sets, though I was about six minutes slower and some of the weights were lighter than I’d worked up to before I stopped. The three rotations took me forty-six mintues.

Today’s music: Danger Days – My Chemical Romance
Today’s weight: 72.6kg

Started out today at 6.4kph, notched up each song until I hit 7kph, ran for two minutes of I’m Still Breathing (until I couldn’t), dropped back to 6.5kph, notched up again to 7kph, ran for 1.5mins, dropped back to 6.5kph, notched up until 6.9kph when my ride arrived.

(Ignore the max speed, I hit the wrong button at the beginning.)

Today’s music: Revolution Radio – Green Day
Today’s weight: 72.6kg

Went for the 5k today while Mum and @kath-ballantyne went to the pool. Started out at 6.4kph then in the last half bumped the speed up a little at a time until I hit 7kph. Actually did a little bit of running at that speed. Didn’t time it, maybe three or four minutes? Until I started feeling a little wheezy and hated everything, anyway.

Have a post-workout selfie. (Tired) autistic punk gym aesthetic.

Today’s music: American Idiot – Green Day
Today’s weight: 72.6kg