Submitted by: blast-the-fatness
It’s amazing what a little bit of motivation can do for a girl! 6 months difference between the two photos. And no stopping here!
Mario Balotelli is an Italian footballer who may soon become a Liverpool player. He has long been one of my favorite players, and I can’t help but think that the way his reputation in Europe is shaped by race. (Balotelli has been the victim of horrific racist chants throughout his career, but I also think institutional racism shapes media coverage and popular opinion, as pointed out here and elsewhere.)
Balotelli is certainly an unusual footballer: Once, while signing an autograph for a child, Balotelli learned the kid was being bullied, and then drove across town to confront the bully and discuss the matter with the school principal. And he is famed for his generosity, although this is often portrayed popularly as an inability to handle his money well.
He also has a reputation for volatility and immaturity, and is often criticized for getting in fights with teammates. He once threw a dart at a younger player. You hear a lot that Balotelli is crazy and/or lazy. You hear that he stays out late.
Now, I think some of Balotelli’s professional behavior has been poor, and I’m not here to defend it. But look at the way we treat white players:
Liverpool’s Robbie Fowler once PRETENDED TO SNORT THE WHITE POWDER OF THE TOUCH LINE after scoring a goal, in reference to his cocaine use.
Point being, in all the cases above (and many, many, many more) the offenses were seen as youthful indiscretions, or as hilarious examples of Boys being Boys.
Fowler is now a coach; Beagrie is now a well-respected commentator; and Bellamy is still playing. You rarely hear about his on- and off-field indiscretions, even though they’re probably more numerous than Balotelli’s. Meanwhile, Balotelli makes the news (and gets fined $200,000) for eating curry.
Those of you who follow football will begin to hear a lot about Balotelli if he returns to play in England. You will hear about how he cried after being substituted (although you might not hear that he cried because he had to sit on the bench while racist chants rang through the stadium). You will hear about how he is “wild” and “unpredictable” and “lazy.”
But watch him play. Watch how good and smart and creative he can be, how he can find paths to goal that make people call him lazy (they called Messi lazy, too, remember) when really he is just waiting, like the chess master who sees four moves ahead. Watch him off the ball, moving to reshape the opposition’s defense.
And then watch him score, turn around unsmiling, and lift his shirt to ask the immense and complicated question.
Damn Mulan.. Guess training to defeat the Huns turned out to be a good lifeplan
This is perfect
Last night I went to Starbucks and when the guy finished my drink, he bent down and wispered, “Don’t let anyone dull your sparkle.” I just smiled and took my drink, and while I was leaving I heard the other worker saying: “WOULD YOU STOP TELLING PEOPLE THAT, NOBODY CARES ABOUT YOUR INSPERATIONAL SHIT!” and the guy responded with, “Gurl, there is no way in hell I am letting you dull my sparkle.”
Oh my god.
i love this
I will never stop reblogging this.
i-want-abs-not-flabs said: Hey! The movie on that post of that muscular girl is Stick it (2006), you can easily find the movie online by googling it or looking on Youtube. I have the movie though, I really recommend it!
Hey! Thank you for getting back to me! I will watch it tonight :D x
Anonymous said: Towards the whole "pronouns hurt people's feelings" topic. Am I REALLY the only person on the planet that thinks people are becoming far to sensative? Nearly to the point that they shouldn't leave their little home bubbles in the case that a bird chirps next to them in a way that sounds like a mean word. Maybe, JUST MAYBE, we're becoming a little TOO coddling and people need to learn to deal with simplistic shit like words. And yes, I've been insulted and made fun of. I got over it. So can you.
Supposedly invented by the Chinese, there is an ancient form of torture that is nothing more than cold, tiny drops falling upon a person’s forehead.
On its own, a single drop is nothing. It falls upon the brow making a tiny splash. It doesn’t hurt. No real harm comes from it.
In multitudes, the drops are still fairly harmless. Other than a damp forehead, there really is no cause for concern.
The key to the torture is being restrained. You cannot move. You must feel each drop. You have lost all control over stopping these drops of water from splashing on your forehead.
It still doesn’t seem like that big of a deal. But person after person, time and time again—would completely unravel psychologically. They all had a breaking point where each drop turned into a horror. Building and building until all sense of sanity was completely lost.
"It was just a joke, quite being so sensitive."
"They used the wrong pronoun, big deal."
"So your parents don’t understand, it could be worse."
Day after day. Drop after drop. It builds up. A single instance on its own is no big deal. A few drops, not a problem. But when you are restrained, when you cannot escape the drops, when it is unending—these drops can be agony.
People aren’t sensitive because they can’t take a joke. Because they can’t take being misgendered one time. Because they lack a thick skin.
People are sensitive because the drops are unending and they have no escape from them.
You are only seeing the tiny, harmless, single drop hitting these so-called “sensitive” people. You are failing to see the thousands of drops endured before that. You are failing to see the restraints that make them inescapable.
Highest recorded weight: 255lbs (first time on the scale in 2+ years and it was after I’d felt like I had lost a few pounds so my highest was probably ~260)
Start weight/weight in before: 250lbs
Current weight: 203lbs
Goal weight: short term 180lbs, longer term 150lbs
Weight lost so far: 47lbs, 52lbs however you want to look at it.
Exact same size/style/brand underwear in both pictures, just a different colour by the way.
I’ve been overweight since I was 8-9, not horribly but I always had a pot belly and developed stretchmarks on my arms and legs as well as a full face of acne starting in grade 4. Throughout my teens I fluctuated from 175-195lbs until one day it was no longer fluctuation and had progressed into me gaining 80lbs from my lowest post-menarche weight.
I have PCOS and before I started on the road to weight loss I was suffering from terrible cystic acne, amenorrhea, acanthosis nigricans, hair loss on my head and was just been a few months fresh out of a love-less and dead 5 year live-in relationship. On top of that I am a long time diagnosed sufferer of depression and anxiety disorder. I was pretty damn miserable, in my mind and in my own skin.
I made the decision to lose weight and get my health in check on February 1st, 2014. In the 7 months since then I have lost just shy of 50lbs by following a low-carb/ketogenic diet. I went with this way of eating because I had tried it a few years earlier and lost 25lbs but lacked motivation and gave up after about 2 months.. But I also knew it worked for me as opposed to the many times I’ve tried a caloric diet in the past and quickly failed after not seeing any results.
Since adopting a ketogenic diet most of my symptoms have pretty much dissolved (a low carb approach is one of the most effective ways of treating PCOS symptoms) and my body is feeling so, SO much healthier. I can walk for hours a day and not get winded, my knees don’t ache, my headaches are further between than they’ve been in years, I’m NEVER bloated, my skin.. My skin!! Its so clear.. I could go on. But in all honesty the biggest thing to me so far is my appearance. I’m starting to feel attractive and confident again, I enjoy taking selfies once more and I look forward to getting cute and going out places. Its been great on my psyche and has really helped me get through a lot.
I would be a big liar if I said I’ve been perfect following keto. I’ve had some big slip ups, some beer filled nights with friends, “cheat” weekends (binges fests is more like it), and made a lot of excuses to pig out on Atkins bars and low carb candy (spoiler alert: they DO affect your blood sugar and in turn your weight loss, big time) but this past month I have really kicked myself back into gear with staying on track and motivated because I start college in September and the last thing I want ruining my motivation for an education is toxic self-esteem.
I am about 50lbs, or half way, from my goal and I know that the closer I come to reaching it the more challenging it will be to shed the weight. I know that keto alone will only get me so far and pretty soon I’m going to have to start getting my cardiovascular system and my muscles healthy as well with excercise. I’m a pretty lazy person, or maybe its just my depression I can’t really pinpoint it, but I find it really hard to get active and exercise. When I do get moving around, I really enjoy it but its hard for me to put together the energy to get out of bed most days. I’m looking forward to taking advantage of the free gym access at my college though. I enjoy using equipment in a designated environment rather than going for a jog out in my neighbourhood.
I am very set on not giving up. I’ve let myself down way too many times and I owe it to myself to take care of myself!