running with pump

You’re the blood
running through my veins,
the pumping heart
in my chest,
you are the oxygen
keeping me alive
and the ever glowing sun
lighting up my path.

// the meaning of art


Believe the hype: ‘Hidden Figures’ is as great as it looks

The choice to give Hidden Figures an Oscar-qualifying run ahead of its wide release next year was a wise one: This movie is a home run, a veritable fist-pump of a film that celebrates the tremendous success of these women while never forgetting exactly how difficult their journey to the stars was.

Taraji P. Henson, Octavia Spencer and Janelle Monáe are all terrific — the latter coming off an incredible debut year as a film actress, having also co-starred in Moonlight — and the supporting ensemble is strong across the board. (Hidden Figures makes for a great best ensemble SAG nominee.) Their performances, with Schroeder and Melfi’s smart script in tow, keep these figures from becoming mere chess pieces in history. Their wants, their needs, their loves and their pains are rendered with specificity and sympathy.

In truth, Hidden Figures would have been required viewing no matter what because of its historical importance. But now, it’s a movie you’ll be anxious to see again minutes after walking out of the theater. Read our full review

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[Montauk - Part 3]

and you –


so what if the echoes of
chronos run through my
veins pumping nightmare
fuel into my heart and so
what if i’m made of things
that are dark

in nature?

we can pretend the universe
is not buried in the shadows
where God can’t see no matter
how bright that sun shines and
how fresh this air is that we breathe

our galaxy is moving 515,000 miles
per hour around a giant black hole
with shark teeth and we stand here
as pixels of consciousness –

grounded on our feet

praying to the dark sun and watching
the black helicopters burn.  what if we
are a string of unstable electrons in the
nucleus of an experimental dimension
bearing the consequences of it’s errors

at the mercy of a creator unwilling to accept defeat

moving between galaxy clusters and
different dimensions –

seeking the original path of the divine source
before it was hijacked and diverted by [classified]

our history is buried in the shadows and we’ve lost
touch with who we truly are and we still find a reason
to smile because even if the world collapses into nothing

we’ll still have each other.

Maroon (M)

→ Baekhyun Smut Drabble

Word count: 776


You turned hurriedly at the smooth sound of a familiar voice, a quick pain appears in the muscles of your neck at the sudden movement but you payed no mind to it. Not when you noticed who exactly spoke your name; Baekhyun. 

“Oh my god- Baekhyun, it’s really you.” You smiled widely at your old friend, receiving an equally wide smile in return before you’re buried in the embrace of the holder of those pearly white teeth. 

It had been so long, so long since you’d seen Baekhyun. Three or so years, and recalling it, the only message left for you: a note after your last time together, was an outstanding, bitter memory;

“Be back soon, hopefully. Will miss you.”

In the beginning, his absence was mostly hard for your shallow pleasure and burning desire, but as two years without him went by, something else started - something more genuine triggered a tightness in your chest at the sheer thought of him. Your sweet, oblivious, fuckbuddy. But now, having him before you again, so suddenly - your heart didn’t race as you had imagined it do. 

He hummed as you let your own arms wiggle around his waist, your hands falling down against his lower back. 

“I missed you Y/N.” He started, loosening his hold around you slowly before departing completely. “No one was as good as you were.” 

You scoffed, startled, punching him lightly in the shoulder while your cheeks flushed at his sexual innuendo. “Stop, Baekhyun, you’re just here to get laid again?” You chuckled and Baekhyun shrugged, smirking. 

“Depends.. You want to reignite the flame?” Your cheeks lost their warmth and color as a feeling of neutrality, perhaps light excitement, filled your body. You smirked lightly, shrugging your shoulders with an easy said “Sure.”

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hopeless fountain kingdom response

i love the whole album vibe. she sounds amazing and this is nothing like closer, which i bet people were anticipating. this is just a huge step up from badlands (which i love dearly, not sure if i like HFK more yet)

skipping the prologue b/c i have no real interest in it

  1. 100 letters: i think this is a strong opening song. surprised with the lyrics b/c i thought we were getting a love like romeo/juliet feeling. whatever. i love this song and it just starts off with proper halsey lyrics
  2. eyes closed: i prefer the stripped version because it highlights her voice and gives the song a whole softer meaning/feeling. the original is also good, but i get the depth with the stripped version
  3. heaven in hiding: this could easily be a single. this could also be an excellent opener for her concert. i feel like i should just go for a run (which i hate). pump up jam is a easy way it describe it 
  4. alone: wasn’t too into the music but the lyrics are heartbreaking. much like recent paramore and 21pilots it sounds like a fun song but it just makes me wanna give halsey a giant hug
  5. now or never: this was such a smart song to release as a single and set up the album. i will continue having this on repeat
  6. sorry: unexpected and beautiful. reference to her bipolar disorder? i wish she stripped her songs down more. she sounds perfect and the lyrics are just so real. again just wanna give her a hug. the bridge/post chorus is almost like a mantra to herself but then it ends with someone itsn’t me and that makes it even sadder
  7. good mourning: i really didn’t expect that sort of interlude but weirdly liked it
  8. lie: lyrics that shouldn’t surprise any hasley fan. kinda wish it was just her. possibly my least favorite on the album
  9. walls could talk: def about lido and this is again just sounds awesome. the instant the song started i was hooked
  10. bad at love: she teased this on snapchat and it haunted me for months. i LOVE this song. the whole sound, the lyrics. A JAM
  11. don’t play: that music intro?!?! into in. drops that beat and says fuck. into it. rihanna vibe? hell yes and i am not complaining at all
  12. strangers: adding lauren was genius. they sound great together. i really can’t put into words how much i love this collab
  13. angel on fire: sounds like it could of belonged on badlands, which is not bad or mean it doesn’t fit. it just feels like a halsey song all around
  14. devil in me: up there on the favorites list. i love the way she sounds during the verses. that shift in lyrics was interesting whether its addressing her personality as a whole, in pieces or her bipolar disorder all depends on how you interpret it. either way gonna go find halsey and give her a big hug
  15. hopeless: definitely a cool take on production. i love the lyrics that just end the album. it just wraps everything up
Wynonna Earp Season 2 Trailer Shot-By-Shot

Ok Earpers. That Season 2 trailer was RIDICULOUS and AMAZING and just jam-packed with good stuff.  I dunno about you, but even after several (more than 18, less than 20) viewings, I still couldn’t catch everything.  Sooooo I decided to grab screenshots and put them together for ya’ll!  Feast your eyes, my friends, feast your eyes.

Some of this trailer includes stuff from Season 1 but this is definitely S2- looks like the same space we either see right away next or later in the trailer (v. cool lighting, spiderweb-y stuff on the walls?).  Could be Wynonna holding the person (is that a holster on their hip?) or it could be a rescue and the person kneeling is on Team Earp.  Also, is it me or does Waverly’s body language suggest she’s holding a gun? (I’m thinking big-ass shotgun. Anyone else?)

Scary (awesome) Wynonna: “We’re on the fury road express baby girl and there aren’t enough flaming guitars and gassy generals to bring us down.”

Waverly Approves.

1. Their faces.

2. SO excited to see what they’re running from.

Anyone else pumped to see different pairings of our favs teaming up?

I think this is S2? I think I would remember that scarf. Either way, I’m always here for more dramatic shots of Wynonna wielding Peacemaker.

Ok suuuuuper blurry but that looks to be Wynonna hitting/striking Dolls. Also, same blue shirt from later when he’s beasting out…?

Season 1 shot.

Badass Earp sisters. (Also v. slimey. Creature goo?)

Wynonna twirling Peacemaker all casual-like.  Revenant or just some poor sap she’s intimidating at the end of the hall?

Aw. Who’s she smiling at like this?

“Wynonna’s not a flowers and chocolate kinda girl.” 

Wynonna mid-punch.  See what I mean about the cool tones and spider-web stuff? Same location I think.

Agency Lady is back and as terrible as ever.

(sorry I’ve got that control bar in some of these pics. oops.)

Preeeetty sure that’s Dolls she just threw through a banister. Tons of property damage in this scene and I’m hoping it’s not the Homestead!

More Wynonna punching people. Dunno who this is.

Season 1 dance scene. #classic

As yet unidentified woman fighting with Wynonna in what appears to be a hotel room.

You didn’t like this lamp, right?

“You have amazing taste in underwear.” Love this. Emily Andras, giving us top-notch dialogue again.

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anonymous asked:

I need to know the basics of electric shocks! I have a character who can control electricity, and in a PIVOTAL SCENE I want him to electrocute someone enough that it knocks them unconscious, but then, I don't know how long realistically they will remain unconscious and if that causes, you know, permanent brain damage or anything. (Which would be bad.)

Hey there nonny! 

There’s a neat shortcut to this that I think you might be able to get away with. But first, a little bit of background. 

Electricity, as I’m sure you know, wants to travel the path of least resistance. So the contact points – the “entrance” and “exit” wounds – are going to make a big difference in how the electricity affects someone. 

Electricity that crosses the chest can kill, because the heart is essentially a mechanical pump run by an electrical signal, and electricity that interferes with that signal can cause fatal miscommunication within the heart, known as ventricular fibrillation. (Defibrillation was actually called countershock at first, because a lot of electrical line workers were getting shocked, which was putting them in cardiac arrest, and the countershock would hopefully get them back!) 

We don’t want to kill the character. That would be bad. 

We do want them to be unconscious. That would be good! 

So how can we get electricity to take a quick path that doesn’t stop the heart but does affect the level of consciousness? 

The head. Enter on one side, exit on the other. What you’ll get is a seizure. 

It’s done fairly routinely as electroconvulsive therapy – electricity inducing seizures. I’ll admit to not being an expert, meaning I can’t give you voltage/amperage lists of what does and doesn’t work (and I don’t know how much control your character has.) But realize that idiot doctors have accidentally defibrillated their own heads, with a quick seizure and no ill effects later on. So there’s that. 

Now, a seizure is different from unconsciousness! But the brain has uncontrolled electrical activity – it basically shuts down and reboots (with some dramatic shaking and voiding of bladders and biting of tongues to boot). 

But what happens after is that the brain reboots. It’s called a postictal state. The character will be dazed, confused, and disoriented. They’ll likely be really drowsy for at least a few minutes, and as they wake up they won’t quite know what happened. 

This is the closest I can come, dear nonny, to what you need. It’s not exact, but it’s close, and has a period of unconsciousness. 

I hope this helps your story! 

xoxo, Aunt Scripty

(Samantha Keel)


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12x11 Episode Review - What a Ride That Was!

Having just completed my second watch of this episode I have to say I am slightly stunned. I guess the best way to put it is ‘not what I expected’. But then what did I really expect? I was expecting pain, heartbreak, drama, interspersed with some humour and a big “no homo” scene to counteract last episode. I was expecting some dudebro Dean to appease certain types of viewer, along with a nice helping of deep subtext into Dean analysis for us to eat up that would go straight over that type of viewers head. I was certainly not expecting… Larry.

I haven’t looked at tumblr yet, except to glance at my askbox. I assume that you are all suitably going mad over Larry. Over the implications of Larry. Over the sheer insanity of the episodes biggest innuendo fuelled moments and probably laughing about it. I expect a hundred gifsets. I want to reblog those gifsets. I am also sure that Larry has already been meta’d to death… But what’s the harm in a little more meta to add to the massive pile gonna do? Because I wanna meta the FUCK out of Larry.

But there is a lot more to this episode than just Larry. We did get heartbreak. We did get drama and we did get some really nice character moments. Rowena particularly was amazing this episode (who am I kidding though she is always amazing) and I loved learning more about her thoughts. Overall I think it was entertaining, though not one of the best episodes, but that could be because the writing was a bit sloppy and sometimes the story didn’t make sense. I’ll get to why in a bit. Let’s just say that Meredith Glynn isn’t my favourite of the new writers by any means. I didn’t even review The One You’ve Been Waiting For because I didn’t feel particularly inspired by it at all.

But having said that she gave us Larry, and for that I will forever be thankful… even if she didn’t intend for us to take it the way I have (and I am guessing most of you reading this have too).

Anyway, main points to take away under the cut:

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For a while now, I’ve been joking that Akechi keeps hitting on Jun (since the TV thing), but Jun’s not having any of it (this boy has to WORK to earn my attention due to pissing off Ryuuji), so I’ve been trying to convey that with my dialogue choices and

>I’m sleepy.

Akechi: *proceeds to ask if I got enough sleep and asks if I’m okay…then…*





What’s even funnier is that the other day, in-game, I took a bath at the public bath because it was Thursday and Thursdays (as well as Mondays) mean medicinal baths, so that’s even more of a charm boost. Medicinal baths ALSO means that Jun smells really nice while looking very pretty, so it’s kinda hard not to imagine Akechi just walking by and just going, “You smell nice, by the way.”

Like, Akechi, please, CHILL.

(It’s really the timing of it that makes me laugh so much)

(Jun is a very sleepy and reckless student, from the way things have been going in this playthrough. Jun is also kinda “accidentally” smart like 50% of the time and the other half is Jun being right about the things people least expect, like when it came to doing stuff for the third palace ahahaha)

(Jun is also the type to ask Mishima, “Does the M stand for Mishima?” and get the response, “That’s a secret” from him. Lmao, Morgana thought they were talking about shirt sizes and I’m inclined to believe that Jun would be thinking the same)

(My favorite thing about Jamais Vu Jun being very short is the fact that Jun WOULD need help cleaning up, so Kawakami’s Confidant makes a LOT of freaking sense, because you have Jun going, “I couldn’t reach with the stool and I thought of you.”)

(keep in mind that I told “Becky” that I was a Dad, so with Jun, you have this tiny school girl SAYING that, while the guys are outside, being total nervous wrecks)

(Jamais Vu Jun amuses me, because I told myself, months before the game came out in Japan, that tiny protag would pay off AND IT DID!!!)

The night shift

Pairing: JongIn x Reader

Genre: Smut (submissive, blow job attached)

Word Count: 2,4k

Anon’s req: “ Hello! Can I have a Kai smut in which he’s usually really proud of himself because he’s always dominant and makes his girlfriend feel good but one day she decides to take the lead? Thank you! ‘

     The left side on your bed is empty every single night. It feels cold and strange now that your husband has to work the night shift for almost a month. And it’s not an easy job to be a pilot, to have hundreds of people aboard and to work like it’s day. Of course, the airplane has a radar and specific things that help the work during the night, but it’s much more complicated for you to understand. 

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anonymous asked:

Just a psa: don't smoke at gas stations! Don't smoke and pump gas. Don't leave the pump running and go smoke! Don't smoke in front of my propane tanks! Don't smoke in the parking spots! Don't walk up to my building and leave your lit cigarette on the window sill there for later! Don't smoke in the car while someone else pumps gas! You will get a lecture from me and I will embarrass you! We have signs everywhere. They are there for a reason.

Tired [Part: 3]
  • Pairing: Jerome Valeska/Joker x Reader x Peter Parker/Spiderman.
  • AU included: DC/MARVEL
  • Prompt: You had enough with Jerome as he keeps seducing other girls in front of you so you plan to leave him and go to New York. Where you will find yourself stuck in the web of another bug who will fall in love with you.

Aye! The author is back! I was procrastinating and stalking RDJ and his gorgeous posts lolol; Anyways, I don’t really know how to introduce Spidey that well and sorry if he’s OOC I’m not really a big fan of Spiderman but found him as a great potential lover for the reader. Also hope you enjoy this story! AND ALSO THANK YOU FOR THE LOVING MY STORY, YOU DON’T KNOW HOW HAPPY I AM BECAUSE OF THAT! Ps. This chapter is more like a filler but I PROMISE THAT IT WOULD DO GREATER IN THE FUTURE AND ALSO MORE JEROMEYYYY SCENESSSSSSS!!!!!! Gotta love the joker ;)

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You woke to find yourself in an unfamiliar room, filled with posters and blueprints around. Some old collectible stuff where there just sitting. You groggily sat up but were meet with a migraine, you scrunched your nose and stroked your forehead groaning.

Where am I?” you asked yourself.

“I went to New York, Jerome called me and I destroyed my cellphone so they couldn’t track me. Then I stole some devices and then meet this spider dude who was powers or something…” just then with your re-calling you heard someone entered the room with a bucket, he was wearing a pizza shirt and a hoodie along with pants. You snatched the nearest thing that was beside you, a Gameboy and held it up high and moved your body into a fighting stance.

The boy apparently a teen looked shock and dropped the bucket as it collapsed onto the ground. Luckily the fall made it stand on a vertical formation not in horizontal. That would make it harder to clean. It spilled some water on the floor and now that you had a good look at it you found a cloth in it. He approached you as his facial aspect morphed and screamed hysteria, “N-no! That’s one of my collectibles.” He yanked the Gameboy and placed it gently on the counter.

“Damn… I spilled some water.” He said putting both of his hand behind his head and puffed some air. Stress overcoming him but he just sighed it away. He returned his attention to you, “Hey, umm. Miss? Are you okay now, do you feel light headed or anything?” his expression changed to a genuine worry as he looked at you placing a hand on your forehead.

“Uh, I’m fine? Who are you, why am I here? Do you see someone in spider costume, that bitch need to pay.” You slapped his hand away. He looked at you in a sassy way but when he opened his mouth to answer your questions you stood then looked at a trap door that was above. “Ooh, what’s this?”

“No, no! Don’t open that!”

As soon as you opened it a familiar spider suit fell down, your eyes widened and you looked at the brunette boy next to you that looked at you wide eyes too.

“That—eh ha-ha, well—“

Without letting him explain you started to kick him while he dodged it. It didn’t last long because the room was little. He proceeded to fire some web at you that made attached to the wall with an ‘”Oof!” You groaned in pain and glared at him.

He sighed, scratching the nape of his neck. “Please let me talk first, alright?” his index finger up in a telling manner. You spitted on him, which made him gape. “I did not expected that.” You mumbled incoherent words while struggling to get out of the sticky liquid. He proceeded to wipe the saliva stain on his face and clothes while he looked at it disgustingly and just removed his jacket.

“Alright listen to me ma’am.” He started, now pissed off.

“I am Peter Parker, alter ego Spiderman.  The one you called, ahem ‘Bitch’. You are here because well, I don’t— Err it’s complicated to explain but I guess I felt bad and you know… Took you in I guess?” he explained, cringing because he found it cheesy.

“You have been here for a day because you managed to catch cold. Which is quite unusual since the last time I saw you running you look like you’re pumped up ma’am.” You stared at him, raising an eyebrow. “Look, my intention is good. I just want to help, I even lied to the officer.”

“Wait, why did you lie exactly?”

“Well… I’m not sure if you want to hear this but I think it includes of a person named ‘Jerome’ that you kept screaming.” At the sentence of his, you now remembered. Your face full of embarrassment now as you stared down, you couldn’t believe yourself that you broke down in front of a spider, spitting, web, human, hybrid shit.  “I know that you’re mentally ill, since it is quite obvious actually. I just want to help you.” He smiled “I know deep down that you want to be sane again.”

You stared at him, maintaining eye contact. “How do I know that I can trust you?”

He looked at you bewildered,  “Funny that sentence came from a thief but—-Spiderman? Hero? The one who caught one of the mightiest hero’s shield? Does that ring any bell?”

“Yeah—- The thing is I’m not from here.”

Oh God Dammit!


Peter removed you out of the web and started to tell you the latest news here in New York. You won’t admit it but it seems like you two became close friends in such a small amount of time, which amazed both of you. You told him your life in Gotham since you noticed that he started to trust you by telling his story and how he became Spiderman. You told about the former group you were in, your best friend Barbara and Jerome. He started to comfort you when he noticed you were starting to choke up on your own words and sob between sentences. You both continued telling the adventures of both of your life, laughing and crying. You both cherished this moment, between two strangers. Both of you appreciated each other’s company.

“You know what, I can’t believe that you are actually giving your trust to a former killer.”

“I believe in second chances.” He smiled, you stared at him smirking and punching him playfully on the arm. “That sounds so cheesy, may I ask why?”

“Maybe some other time.” He chuckled. “Oh, and by the way. You seemed actually pretty normal right now, you know with the disorders and thing.”

You nodded, “Well… I’m taking medications. I’m actually curable, just like you said spider boy. The reason why I’m in Arkham is because I’m like a disciple of Jerome.”

“Well, at least you’re doing okay now.”


A loud bang of the door can be heard outside of Peter’s bedroom. They perked up as he heard a woman’s voice following by a male, both were chortling and conversing. “Stay right here,” he stood and stepped towards the door. “What if they’re thieves? I could help with that!” you hoisted your hand in a childish manner, which made him roll his eyes. “You’ll probably just kill them if that’s the case.” Speaking of a dark humor. You stuck out your tongue at him as he left. You have nothing to do so you looked at the surrounding, you haven’t noticed the smaller details before actually.

The wardrobe was full of jackets, long sleeves, and the unfashionable ones. Again wandering you saw portraits, one was Peter playing the other one is a picture of an old man and woman, the little Peter Parker on the middle beaming.

“This must be his Aunt… Who’s the old man though?” you tried to remember other individuals he told about you but couldn’t think of any persons that could resemble the old man in the story he told about his.

Just you were about to look more, you heard the door open and shut with a panting Peter. He looked at you in panic and started to push you towards the large closet, “Hey! What are you doing? —“

“No time to explain, I just need you to hide—“

Peter, remind me if you’re a superhero or not. Why is a top notch hooligan inside your room?”

A man wearing an aviator sunglasses and in a suit entered, not amused. Peter laid his eyes upon the man in fear, “M-Mr. Stark, funny seeing you he-here.”

“We just meet ago Parker. Also your unusually attractive aunt doesn’t really know how to bake scones, have you told her about it?” he said, spewing some of the food into the trash bin while wiping his mouth.  He then proceeded to approximate towards you, palms pressed together. You couldn’t help but feel a little daunted.

(Y/N) (L/N), parents deceased from an accident at nine years old. Has been transferred to an Orphanage called TKOG but after a few months escaped. Jean Bautista, a former gymnast from Haly’s Circus has found you. That’s the place where you befriend your current partner Jerome Valeska; he introduced you to killing when you were at the age of fourteen. First kill was at the birthday party of Steven Stewart, you were detained in prison thirteen times and has escaped from jail thirteen times without the help of your partner. Caught by some citizens red handed and has been placed to Arkham Asylum at the age of sixteen, diagnosed with mild OCD, HPD and a syndrome called Hybristophilia. Escaped and is a member of MANIAX, former for all I know now. I didn’t knew you called quits and gone to New York, at least the current news informed me that. Also, I think you have been replaced by a cute insane chick named Harley.”

You winced at the words he said, the name Harley and the word partner. “Who are you?” you looked at him in bemusement, this guy just literally summarized your whole life. He stared at Peter; amusement could be read all over his face.

“This is the first time someone didn’t knew me. Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist, the one and only Tony Stark kiddo.”

Peter looked at you, “He’s one of the earth’s mightiest hero, Ironman.”

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anonymous asked:

Can you draw the leading player in that trench coat outfit thing she's wearing after "With You" because 😍

“Pippin, it is time for a change.”

anonymous asked:

I'm about to start endurance running for weight loss. Can you recommend what I start with and how I progress?

Sure thing! Here are some things you could do to boost your endurance while running:

  1. Practice running up hills. Short sprints up small, steep hills are best. Run up the hill, and walk down it. Never run down a hill – that’ll lead to shin splints! Repeat 10x if possible (with breaks as often as necessary). Aim to do this once or twice per week in addition to your bi- or tri-weekly runs. (Or however many is best for you!)
  2. Practice sprinting between two telephone poles; then walk between the next two; repeat (for about 10 poles). The short start-stop sprinting helps to further refine and challenge your ever-improving calf muscles in a new way. Do this once or twice per week during your bi- or tri-weekly runs, just at the very end of them. In general, if your runs are long, you want to save your sprints for the end; they’re easy to do once you’re muscles are “warmed up” and it’s less strain on the body.

These sprinting exercises get the heart rate higher at a quicker pace than do longer, slower-paced runs. Getting your heart pumping faster in this way helps to increase your stamina and metabolism in the long run, too; thus, your endurance improves, and so does your body’s ability to burn calories more efficiently (i.e., your metabolism), burning more fat cells too.

Some little things that may also help:

  1. Try to avoid dairy before a run; and cut carbonated drinks from your diet altogether. The reason for both of these is that these food items make it more difficult to breathe on the run; so if you cut them out, you breathe better, you metabolize more efficiently, oxygen flows through the body better, and you are able to run longer distances at a time before having to stop and rest. They also reduce bloating and cramps.
  2. Lastly, always remember to stretch - both before and after a run. Incorporate both stagnant (on the ground, standing still) stretching and active (dynamic, moving around) stretching into your workout. For running, active stretches are a little more important than stagnant ones; so focus on doing active stretches like these before a run. Stretching loosens and prepares the muscles for the workout, getting you ready to go longer, and go harder. (For more info on static versus dynamic stretching, see here.)

I hope this helps and I wish you all the best!

anonymous asked:

Could you make a post about your outfit choices? Like what'd you wear going to the mall, movies, casual & fancy dinner, casual shopping, school, etc? I want to start dressing more upscale but I don't want to over do it.

Mall - sweater dress, black over the knee (OTK) boots, cropped black suede jacket

Fancy dinner - Burberry trench coat, curve hugging dress, black or nude pumps

Movies - quilted coat from Burberry, white tee, black jeans, black pumps

Running an errand - bomber, white tee (crop), black lululemon pants, black Nike’s, high pony tail

School (I ALWAYS dress up for school LOL) - black wool coat, white dress shirt tucked in a dark grey/black mini skirt, black over the knee boots, and black Chanel bag

Casual dinner - black cropped leather jacket, black romper, over the knee boots, hair sleek straight

I’m not going to include handbags because I switch them up often. My style is pretty casual.