And now my quick question to you guys while I take a small break. We’re only about an hour away from the close of Day Three which, if the last episode was any indication, won’t really be any time at all to make progress on the next episode.
SO MY QUESTION:
Should I spend this last hour(ish) on getting as far as I can into the episode anyway? Or would you rather I hit up some of the Asks from these past three GIFTENING days?
1700: Randomly decided to weigh myself, and apparently aim down again. How neat! :] closer and closer to 250! Also only 2 pounds away till one of my favorite progress picture pictures! My grey nerd shirt one haha.
-Only took 2 rest days
-Had mostly green bars every day
-Am ahead/up to date with all of my classes
-Only had 2 binges
*Stay ahead in school
*Go to every single class
*Bullet journal daily (once it’s here)
*Lower than 50g of carbs a day
*5 days a week of gym
*Save at least $100 from each pay period (like put it away for moving)
*Only 2 cheat meals for the whole month
My birthday is this month and I’d like to be down to 135 by then, I’d also like to make that my next cheat meal. This month is going to be great and I can’t wait to see what it holds!
he’d always liked stories. stories where good won and evil was squashed, for they were the only stories he wanted to call a reality. his hopeless optimism told him to continue to believe in those stories from the moment he knew what they were; from the moment he could discern between the good and the evil between the streaks of ink on worn paper he knew that he had to cherish such stories, and keep them alive in hopes that one day his own story could come true.
he wrote stories for himself; his rhetoric grew, his handwriting straightened, as the stories progressed, as the clear divide between the good and the evil became more obvious. he wrote stories on the backs of paper bags in stolen ink, only to throw them away; he had no use for them, for he had no one to share them with. they were for his own sense of escapism, and for quite some time he was content to populate the stories with names and faces that no one else would ever see.
but then there was a baby.
a growing promise in the air, the possibility of someone to listen, to appreciate, to carry the stories and love them as much as he. the baby would understand the magic between the lines, surely. the baby would grow up hearing stories, and loving stories, and maybe one day the child of his dearest friend would write stories on his own.
and so he wrote. he wrote, and he wrote; he bound the book himself with stolen parchment and leather taken from worn old boots. it was a fantastical story, with dragons and princes and princesses; red heroes and silver queens with evil behind their eyes and claws reaching toward the baby, but never reaching. and the hero– the hero’s name was gabe.
but the hero disappeared from the pages before the story could finish, and emmett lost the will to write. a story without a hero is no story at all, and so he hid the unfinished edition from lake, from flynn; he never spoke of it, and he still never will. for if the hero cannot read his own story, what is the point? it’s hidden away now, beneath stacks and stacks of blankets in emmett’s quarters, in a corner well protected from the hero’s mother, who needn’t any more reminders that the story will remain unfinished.
perhaps it would be good to finish it, to give gabe an end to his questing after all. but for now, the ink is dry. and the evil has made the will dark.
1. try to just start sketching an idea 2. “do I even know how to draw?! ugh” 3. disgust 4. “I’ll just find some reference photos” 5. three days go by browsing stock photos on deviantart 6. try sketching again 7. disgust 8. procrastination 9. snacks 10. forging the only pieces you like from 10 different sketches into an unholy frankenstein page covered with smudges 11. “that’s probably fine I guess” 12. start doing final lineart and decide you want to change half of it 13. lineart takes 3x longer than expected 14. start color 15. “FINALLY IT FEELS LIKE THINGS ARE HAPPENING” 16. don’t move for 15 hours straight because you’re in the zone 17. reach ¾ progress point; lose all motivation 18. procrastination 19. whining 20. snacks 21. walking away for days or weeks if you don’t have a deadline 22. “FINE I’LL FINISH IT” 23. “IT’S DONE LOOK EVERYONE I MADE AN ART” 24. “Oops, I hate it.”
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The difference in moods between 3 miles on the elliptical plus a cardio and arm workout.
I’ve started working out again because my goal this year is to lose 37 pounds. Normally I can’t keep myself motivated to workout for more than two days straight, but I’ve been feeling so good after every workout and I’m so determined to meet my goal. And I know it’s only been three days, but I mean if I can give up soda for 84 days then I can do this. (I had a HUGE Dr Pepper addiction so it was hard to give it up)
I’m a very different person than I was this time last year. I was miserable and pushing everyone away and just wasn’t me. But at this point in my life I can say that I am so proud of myself for the progress I’ve made in my life and that I am truly happy with the person I am becoming.
With the second half of season 6 just a few days away I have to get something off my chest. When it comes to the whole "Who is Negan going to kill Glenn or Daryl?" I say Glenn. Not because I like Daryl more or because I want Glenn to die. I love them both greatly but for the show to progress like it needs to, it just makes more sense to be Glenn.
With Glenn's death you get a pissed off, broken hearted Maggie who wants to leave Rick's group to escape Glenn's memory. So she stays at Hilltop. Then becomes their leader and has Herschel jr.
With Daryl's death you only get a bunch of pissed off fan girls. Which would probably make fans hate Negan more but it just doesn't push the show in the direction in needs to go. Now I'm not saying that Daryl isn't going to die, but I just don't think it will be at Negan's hands... at least not this soon.
Any time I try and talk to anyone else about this they all jump in to a crazy fit and try and tell me other wise. So if any one would like to have a calm and reasonable discussion about it, or anything else about The Walking Dead, I'm here.
I can’t do one tomorrow. I’m ovulating and ladies we all know what happens.
My weight actually went “up” overnight, by like almost three pounds. Freaked me out at first, but then I felt something weird on my lower Tummy, and I checked what day of my cycle is. So, yeah. I’ll have to skip this week.
Last time I weighted myself I had lost about a pound. So that’s good.
Times like these my head likes to fuck with me, and this is where I usually give up on my weight loss. Even if it’s only one pound, I can easily become miserable by it and throw away all my progress. Even when I know the logical explanation. But my main goal this time is to not stop nor give up no matter what. If I hadn’t stop all those times back then, I’d be at my goal weight by now. I understand that body weight fluctuates specially for a female with her cycle. But my head still likes to get upset. Of course, I won’t allow it this time. I’ll continue eating right and exercising. And when I actually hit a plateu I’ll just change what I’m doing for a week to kickstart my metabolism again.
I won’t get upset and I won’t quit.
A sense of silence had fallen over Karasuno High; the birds had begun their nightly routine, all students were safely home and enjoying the company of their family. As always, the only noise that interrupted the evening peace came from the gym, where the volleyball team was still hard at work. Their improvements may seem small, but every day, the team made a little more progress. The preliminary games were still far away, but every moment given was precious.
Though exhaustion weighs down on a tired ace’s shoulders, Asahi knows he has just enough energyto practice a few more serves, dig down just a bit deeper, or spike the ball just a couple more times. Though the task could be done alone, the boy knows he’ll do better if he has company-someone who can help push the little drive he has last out of him.
So, he relies on the one person he’s sure will have enough energy for the job.
“Oi, Nishinoya. Are you sticking around? Wanna give me some tosses?”
Tomorrow morning marks the exact day last pregnancy that I began spotting before my miscarriage ...
It was around 7/8 am on August 14th and I noticed light spotting. It was only there when I wiped in the bathroom. (It slowly progressed for about 6 days which is why I was in such denial). I immediately went to shoppers a few blocks away to buy a digital pregnancy test so I could reconfirm that I was indeed still pregnant. It was that day after going to the bathroom only an hour before that I took that test. It was positive with a 2-3 week indicator, which I was more then 3+ but obviously didn’t have enough HCG in my urine to detect a 3+.
Anyways it was that day that I called my boss and told her I had puked and wasn’t able to go to work. She had no clue I was even pregnant but that call gave her a indication. I took another digital test 3 days later as the spotting progressed into bleeding but I used first morning urine and that test Sunday morning was 3+.
Unfortunately I began seeing clots and I knew deep down, I was losing my baby. The only person I told about the whole experience at the time was my mom. She has had a miscarriage and she kept telling me it was all going to be ok and the baby was going to be fine. I knew otherwise.
I finally and officially miscarried my baby the Thursday morning at about 4 am. I saw it all. It was all natural and I wouldn’t wish anyone to go threw that experience. I couldn’t ask for another day off since I had really only been at my job for about 4 months and I called in sick the first day of spotting 6 days prior.
I went to work completely depressed. I cried to myself 3 times that whole day. No one knew, no one had a single idea what I was experiencing. I began to develop a serious fear of going to the bathroom. It was more blood upon clots which seriously became a real life nightmare that I had FEARED my entire life. I wasn’t in the most pain that I probably could have experienced but my boss could tell I was NOT myself.
Closer the the end of the day she brought me to the back of the shop to ask if I was ok because I didn’t seen like my “happy go lucky” self and just like word vomit I immediately said “to be honest right now I am experiencing my first miscarriage”. She didn’t expect me to say that I could tell but she began to say “it will all be ok, you will get pregnant again”. I felt like saying well it took me 2 years to even get pregnant but I just began crying because it wasn’t confirmed yet but I just knew, I was miscarrying. She told me if I needed time off to just give her a call, and she let me go home a half hour early because obviously I had been having the worst day ever. The following day on the Friday August 21st I called her at 7 in the morning and asked for 2 days off to go to the doctors etc she let me. Luckily I had 3 days off after that so I had 5 days to do anything I needed to, and shit did I ever! I went to emerge August 21st and they confirmed I had miscarried (which I already knew) I would have to say after about 11 days of bleeding it finally tapered off and it was over. On the Monday I had a vaginal ultrasound to confirm I had passed everything and it was confirmed. My fear of going to the bathroom slowly went away. I began to feel empowered that I literally conquered my biggest fear of miscarrying. I finally felt like the strongest woman I could have ever felt. I knew no matter what, I could and can survive a miscarriage. I am a strong woman.
If there is anything I would change is the fact that having a miscarriage is so taboo, I had a baby that I unfortunately lost. Nearly no one knows about that baby, I think that’s why I NEED to include my miscarriage in my pregnancy announcement this time. To pay respect to the baby that was simply to perfect for this world. This baby was due March 28th 2016, a day I will hold dear to my heart always. 💗💜💗
Getting to this part of my current pregnancy has been slightly hectic. I’ve been pretty nervous BUT I believe this baby will be with us forever. After I reach 8 weeks and 3 days (which is a week away) I WILL feel even that more relaxed! I believe it. Ironically my first prenatal appt is February 12th and that is my 8week and 4 days pregnant. Oh the irony! Wish us a wonderful week of happy thoughts and amazing vibes!
I did manage to lose weight only 0.3 kg away from this month’s goal :D
I went swimming again that makes it the 4th week that I reached that goal :)
What went the way you planned?
What struggles did you have?
I have been really fatigued and my joints are really painfull that made even swimming difficult to do. Also the not eating out failed for the same reason. It’s difficult to cook when you can’t even stand.
Is there anything you need to really work on this next week?
I have to start my doctored ordered diet again. Hopefully it will alleviate some of my illness.
Every week we also want you to tell us at least 1 thing you learned from another blogger doing this challenge.
I haven’t been following allot this week so I didn’t learn anything because I wasn’t reading :( I am going to be more active again this coming week
Melbourne, Jan 22 (IANS) It was the perfect day for Indian tennis star Sania Mirza, who won both her women’s and mixed doubles matches to progress at the Australian Open here on Saturday.
Playing on Show Court 2, women’s doubles top seeds Sania and Martina Hingis needed only an hour and three minutes to beat Ukrainian sisters Lyudmyla and Nadiia Kichenok 6-2, 6-3 to enter the third round at Melbourne Park.
The Indo-Swiss combine was easily the better team, racing away to take the first set in only 23 minutes. Overall, Sania and Martina broke their unseeded opponents four times out of the seven opportunities they got.
In reply, Lyudmyla and Nadiia could convert only one breakpoint during the entire second round encounter. Also, the Ukrainian girls committed 22 unforced errors, twice more than that of their opponents. To add to that, they double faulted four times, handing crucial points to Sania and Martina.
The top seeds will next take on Russian-Italian combination of Svetlana Kuznetsova and Roberta Vinci for a place in the quarterfinals.
Later in the day, Sania returned to play her mixed doubles opening match with Croatian partner Ivan Dodig on the same court. The top seeds again had a straight sets victory, beating local pair of Ajla Tomljanovic and Nick Kyrgios 7-5, 6-1 in 59 minutes.
This time too, Sania’s team proved far better than the Australian pair. Sania and Ivan earned as many as 14 breakpoint chances, though converting only four. But that was more than enough to seal the match in only two sets. In addition, they also hit 34 winners, double that of Ajla and Nick!
In comparison, the local team could win only one breakpoint out of the five chances they got. Also, three double faults during the match did not help their cause.
Sania and Ivan will take on Kazakh-Pakistani pairing of Yaroslava Shvedova and Aisam-Ul-Haq Qureshi in the second round.
In juniors action, India’s Karman Kaur Thandi defeated Australian Olivia Gadecki 6-3, 6-4 on Court 10 in her opening girls’ singles match and will face Hungarian Panna Udvardy next.
In the same category, Karman’s compatriot Pranjala Yadlapalli, seeded 10th, defeated Japan’s Mayuka Aikawa 6-4, 5-7, 6-1 on Court 5 to move into the second round.
So I was watching this video and it was making me think
about my own journey trying to slim down to my “perfect body”. I don’t think I’ve
ever been satisfied with how my body looked since the 9th grade,
which is about 12 years ago now. I’ve had this tumblr since June 2011, and you
can all see the ups and downs of my fitness journey over the past five years.
Right now, I’m back to the highest weight I was at when I graduated college at
the end of Spring 2012. I’m only 9 lbs away from being 200 lbs. Whenever I’m
back at trying to lose weight, I get obsessive at looking at other people’s
progress photos. I’m envious of those who lose 30 lbs in 6 months, 60 lbs in a
year, etc. But the most I’ve ever lost at one point was about 10 lbs in a
month. Or 20 lbs in 6 months.
I don’t believe I’ve ever eaten 1000 calories a day like
Cassey did to get to the way her bikini body looked. But I remember back in
January 2013, I would exercise so much just so I can offset the calories I ate.
It was all I can think about. I was probably on MyFitnessPal 24/7, just
tracking every little single thing I ate and how much exercise I did. Trying to
have at least under 500 calories left to eat, that I may or may not have used.
I looked at myself in the mirror so much and I weighed myself a lot, being
disappointed the weight didn’t just drop off after killing myself in these
workouts. I was unemployed back then, so I had a lot of free time to be
obsessive about that. Then in February of that year, I got a job and then a lot
of turmoil happened in my life…so the weight that I worked so hard to lose came
back on again.
So I had to restart in January 2014, where I decided to do a
DietBet to be more accountable of my weight loss. But I felt that doing that
was a mistake, because that also pushed me to a near eating disorder. I did not
want my hard earned money to go to waste if I didn’t drop 8 lbs in a month. So
I had to go to extremes with my diet. I had to be careful of eating foods high
in sodium and I drank a lot of water. When it was close to weigh in time and my
weight wasn’t anywhere near what it should be to win back the money, I remember
being extremely stressed about it. So I started taking these water pills and
adding more lemon to my smoothies so I wouldn’t retain water. I was able to
drop to a weight that would win back the money, but the mental stress that came
with doing that was not worth it at all. Of course, more terrible life events occurred
during that year that made me gain it all back again. But in January 2015, I
wasn’t able to restart because I got busy with school and become too involved
with dating someone new. Of course, with my luck, nothing ever works in my
favor and I just went through more stressful situations that caused me to gain
another 10 lbs. Thanks to drinking, and the binge eating that came with
drinking to cope with my emotions.
Now here I am again, trying to lose weight in January like
everyone else. My school schedule has been more accommodating this semester to where
I can work out more. It will be nearly 3 weeks now since I’ve consistently
worked out. But I stepped on the scale today and I’ve only lost .5 lbs. Which
is barely nothing to me after all the work and sweat I put into these workouts.
It sucks, because I feel so great after finishing a work out. I get an
endorphin high. But then I look in the mirror, and how I feel inside doesn’t
reflect how I look. I know that it comes down to watch you eat, but I’ve been
tracking my calories and the food I’m consuming too. It seems like the only way
I can significantly lose weight, is if I solely focus on it. But it’s a
hindrance on other things going in my life…like finishing graduate school. I
hardly have the motivation to start on my school work after coming home from
the gym, because all I think about is trying to slim down. It sucks. It’s
frustrating. It’s tiring. Thinking about it always puts me in a bad mood. But for some reason, I just don’t want to
quit. If I quit working out, I feel more crappy about myself because I’m so
used to it making me feel good about myself afterwards. I don’t know. My goal
until June is to at least drop back down to the 160’s, and not lose my way. I
always seem to, but I don’t want to this time.