This is going to sound nuts. But, writers block is a bitch and the only way to get past it is to write. I follow a lot of prompt accounts and I suggest you do it too. If you can’t summon anything to say read these plots and just work out your writing muscles!
Remember to take a deep breath and trust your self. You can write shitty work and edit it later but you can’t edit nothing.
When you feel yourself getting back in the zone begin working on your main project. What I do is find a way to take the prompt and use the characters from my novel and put them in that situation. It allows me to work through the block but still work with my main work.
Just write your main work anyway. I mean that sounds odd too but it seems to work a lot for me. Just think about the situation and just write words even if they’re bad.
Put on your favorite song, hum the hell out of it and put your attention on writing only. Get yourself a drink and put yourself in that place. You know the one.
The place that’s untouchable by reality. The one that only you can reach. Lock yourself there until you’ve overcome this episode of self doubt. Which is really all that writers block is. Your skill is still there. I promise. You just have to overcome the fear. Remember why you started writing in the first place.
Best of luck with your writing and I sincerely hope this helps.
You live in a small town located on an island which is not far off the mainland, but just far enough that you don’t often get visitors. The island is relatively self sufficient, and even though ships come and go with supplies, you tend to know everyone in the town- or at least know of them. To you, this is the most boring thing imaginable. Your life feels like it’s been mapped from start to finish, to the point where your parents have already started betting on which boy in your school you’ll end up marrying.
They all suck, you think. They’re boring and don’t have prospects. You don’t understand why even kids who go off to college come back to this place.
One day you’re walking home from the second day of class, carrying your backpack, when you’re suddenly overwhelmed with the urge to take a hike through the hills. You’re maybe a mile in when you notice a strange house just standing in an open field. This surprises you, because at best the island is twenty miles in diameter and you’ve never seen this house on any map- the hills don’t have any development on them. What makes it stranger is that there aren’t any roads leading up to it, and there’s no numbers or mailbox or anything to distinguish it as a residence.
You decide to try and see what’s inside, and to your surprise the door opens easily. Inside, the house looked very lived in, and you’re suddenly flushed with guilt as you realise that you’ve entered someone’s personal space, but you’re not given time to dwell on that though. A man walks through a hallway and you two make eye contact.
The man was strange. He didn’t even look worried that someone was inside his home, and you were sure you’ve never seen him around before. He asks you why you’re here and you are overwhelmed with how easy it is for you to complain to him about your life. You two talk, making idle conversation, until you notice that he’s slowly been making his way towards you- not that you mind. He looked ten years older than you, and he wasn’t an active member of your town which made him so much more desirable than just about anyone else. You don’t tell him you’re a sophmore in high school, and he doesn’t ask.
Within moments, you find the both of you undressed, him biting your neck as his fingers caressed your inner thighs. His mouth worked his way down your collarbones and chest, and you could feel yourself becoming more aroused. He didn’t take too much time with his mouth; he rubbed his cock against your crotch, massaging your clit, making sure you were wet enough to enter safely, until finally he penetrated you. He had his tongue in your mouth the entire time he spent thrusting, and after a long half hour he finished inside of you.
You awoke from your sex daze a moment after and glanced outside. You realised in horror that it had gotten dark and you apologise and quickly get dressed and rush back home. When you woke up the next morning you were almost sure everything had been a dream, and you continue to go to school, fantasising about the mysterious man in the hills, who you could find no evidence of existing in town.
A couple months pass and after a long thanksgiving of binging on turkey and mashed potatoes, you catch yourself incapable of not throwing up everything. You brush it off as a stomach bug- it’s happened before to you as a kid, who cares? The nausea slowly fades away, but you still feel sick. You always feel bloated, and you feel yourself going up a pants size.
After another month you were home on winter break, and you binged on the food again- this time keeping it down- but you couldn’t deny you were thickening out around your middle. Your mom noticed as well, commenting about you going on a diet, but you shrugged that the holidays were over and you were going to lose it all anyway, but you had no such luck. By the end of December your stomach had noticeably plumped up, forcing you to wear your sweats to school almost daily. Your sex drive had also increased feverishly, and you spent many hours at night massaging your sensitive labia and clit, rubbing your sore nipples, and soothing your slowly growing tummy.
In broad daylight though, you were definitely self conscious. Your friends were subtle, but you noticed them suggesting workout plans, which you’d try but be too fatigued to keep up with. By mid December your belly was distended to the point where your tee shirts stretched visibly over it, and you wore sweaters and layered heavily to hide it. You thanked the cold weather and assured yourself only your close friends really noticed your recent weight gain.
Then one day going to class you felt a flutter inside of your growing tummy, almost confirming your fears. You kept your hand on your belly the rest of the day, trying to feel it again, ashamed but mesmerised- and partially convinced you were being paranoid until during lunch you felt a flutter again and your heart sank.
You were carrying the strange man’s child, if not children, inside of you. By now, you were four months pregnant and looked every bit like you were approaching your third trimester. You kept staring at yourself in every reflection, trying to deny what you knew in your gut. A few weeks later your navel popped out, and another few weeks the weather got warmer. Your parents didn’t comment on it, probably more embarrassed than you were. Your classmates noticed your condition quickly at the end of winter, and your school had at best a hundred people in your grade so word spread rapidly. You still tried to conceal your belly, but the heat was so much.
March on the island had hot afternoons, and you finally submitted yourself to wearing tank tops which displayed your belly out on the open. The people in your town didn’t even bother hiding their stares, and many would even brush up against your belly or move a hand over it on purpose, which would cause a rush of flutter from inside. You finally went to the local clinic to figure out how many children you were carrying when you looked overdue at six months, and the nurse informed you that you were expecting triplets.
Completely exposed and at the mercy of your hormones, you started having sex with some of the boys in your class to ease your sex drive, and they all marveled at how round you had gotten. They played with your distended belly button and traced your stretch marks and marked your skin with hard kisses. You also noticed some of your teachers lusting at your fertile body. You finally had the guts to approach one of your middle aged teachers after noticing his bulge, and you let him fill you with his seed while he muttered how exquisite your underage body was.
This all happened behind closed doors though, but in front of them you were the laughingstock of the town. You were barely sixteen and unwed and you were carrying a bastard’s children.
You were approaching thirty eight weeks, congratulating yourself for being able to carry triplets so long, and you also had finals. You pulled on maternity pants you had given in and bought, and a shirt which draped over your stomach, which was stretched tight and held it for a second, waiting for your children to settle down before starting your walk to school. You managed to make it through your finals with ease, even in the face of your children visibly kicking against the walls of your belly.
You were starting to walk home again when you felt a contraction. You’ve been feeling slight ones for the past week now but this one was strong enough to knock the wind out of you, and you leaned against a wall, your hands roaming your circumference, as you realised you were frightened. Instead of going to the hospital, you started towards the strange man’s house in the hills. This time the hike felt like torture, as contractions riddled your unprepared body. You managed to make it, and you let yourself inside to find the man not home. You had no choice but to remove your pants yourself and lay down on his couch- the very one you conceived his children on.
The birth was agonisingly slow and lasted the entire rest of the day and night. You labored intensively, your make up dripping off your face due to sweat, your stomach convulsing, your babies frustrated. You were sure you shat yourself as well, to make matters worse, and every time a new contraction hit the pain was excruciating. You finally pushed out the head of your first child while screaming in agony. The shoulders stretched you wider still, but soon your baby slid out, and you placed him against your nipple. The rest was short lived though as your body struggled to expel your other two children. Finally as you birthed your third child, the man walked through the doors.
He instantly helped you clean everything up, cut the umbilical cords, and wrapped up the newborns in clothes he had conveniently lying around. You didn’t dwell on it, thankful to be done, and passed out.
When you awoke, the man had his cock inside of you again, thrusting hard into your bruised vagina, and you almost screamed had he not silenced you with his mouth. He then sent you on your way full of his cum again, keeping the kids with him, telling you to visit. You tried to put the situation behind you, but in the middle of summer you started getting sick again.
Avoid exercises such as squats, lunges, leg curls, stiff-legged deadlifts, leg extensions and calf raises, especially with heavy weights for now. They don’t slim thighs. A piece of cardio machinery that you should avoid is the Stairmaster/ step machine. Although these exercises are often promoted to make thighs smaller, they actually target thigh muscles and can make them bigger. Weight training makes muscle fibers larger.
♡Do 15 reps of each of these exercises♡
☆side lunge to crossover tap☆
☆runners lunge to balance☆
☆scissor power switch☆
☆lateral plyo squats☆
☆kneeling roundhouse kick☆
☆hip extension and cross☆
☆plank to stand up☆
I leave out the last exercise which is a hamstring curl, but all of the exercises have actually worked and helped me slim down my thighs. Here’s the website I got the workout from, it has instructions on how to do the exercises
You and Seth bought yourselves some iced coffee before hiking. Seth picked out a route
while you were showering. It was a warm and sunny day. You talked about everything
you had missed during your time off. Seth reported about new make up artists and staff.
You were happy to hear that Bayley, Sami and Roman were doing just fine. As the time
passed, your conversation with Seth grew more serious. You told him about your doubts
and fears. Seth silently listened to you, giving slight input here and there. He knew that
you had to get this off your chest.
“You know, I followed Raw and don’t get me wrong, I know that they had to do this, but
now that Bayley’s storyline was fused with mine, where am I supposed to be? Like what
new story will I be in?” You asked him.
“Hm, I see,” he nodded.
“What if I get in one of these stupid love storylines. Or even worse, what if I become just a
Jobber because they don’t have a story for me. I mean there are enough babyfaces with
similar personas, they won’t need me anymore.”
“Just to clear one fundamental fact here, Y/N. You can’t be replaced by anybody. Raw
does need you!” Seth looked down at you with an honest expression. You blushed slightly
under his gaze.
“Have you ever thought of maybe changing things up a bit?”
“What do you mean?”
“Like gimmick wise. Now after your time off you can comeback like a new Y/N. Changed
attitude, wanting the title back because it got ‘stolen’ from you.”
“So you’re telling me to turn heel?” You creased your eyebrow.
“Well yeah, I mean you don’t have to go the whole way. You could still be a naive face
who gives Charlotte the fault,” he furrowed his eyebrows, taunting you.
“You know what, I think I like the idea of a heel Y/N,” you smirked. “Do you think I could
pull that off?” You worried instantly.
“Of course! You’re feisty and your constant sarcasm comes in handy. Plus, your theme is
written for you to be heel.”
“Whats wrong with my theme?”
“Nothing. It’s just a bit too… heavy?”
“Too heavy? Well, Nico Vega’s song fits perfectly to my nickname,” you shrugged your
“Yeah I know, the Beast,” he chuckled. “When I first heard of you I thought you would be that angry and self-centered heel. But then, when you made your first entrance, strolling down the ramp with a big smile and these cute little pigtails, I have to admit, I was kinda
disappointed… ” he laughed. You playfully hit his arm causing him to pull a pain
consumed expression which made you laugh too.
“Oh shut up, Rollins! You’re supposed to be a face too and your tune isn’t all lovey
dovey,” you stuck out your tongue. Seth began to laugh more.
“I’m not saying that I don’t like your persona. I mean, it’s technically your real self, it’s just
really different from what I expected at that time. But I really think you should consider the
heel turn.” You nodded in agreement.
“You know, Y/N, the most important thing right now is that you’ve been cleared and are
able to wrestle again. That’s the first and most important step in the right direction. All the
other details will come together by themselves.”
“You’re right… I actually have a meeting with Stephanie in about two weeks. I’m probably
gonna mention that idea.”
“She’s going to love your idea.”
“Your idea,” you corrected him.
“Our idea,” he smiled down at you. He had locked his gaze with yours just a bit too long
when he cleared his throat.
“Hey, wanna make a selfie?” He smiled like a little child. Even though you hated pictures
you couldn’t deny his silly request.
While driving you home Seth made a deal with you to start your training again. To ease
the beginning of your training he offered to be your personal motivator/taxi driver. You two
decided that with the gimmick change you could also change your workout. Of course,
Seth suggested cross fit. You were hesitant at first, but he pouted and made big eyes
which eventually made you cave in once again. Secretly you were happy that Seth
wanted to spend even more time with you.
“Soooo, we’ll see each other on Monday?” He smiled out of his car window.
“We’ll seee…” you teased.
“Oh come on. It might be different in the beginning but you’re gonna love the results. Plus,
we can be training buddies,” he argued.
“You got me there, Rollins,” you winked.
“And the week after that, would you fancy a movie night?”
“After the meeting? Sure, why not. But we have to get a bucket of ice cream if Steph tells
me that I’m gonna be a jobber,” you joked.
“Of course. A bucket just for yourself. It’s my treat,” he proclaimed with a warm smile.
“Then, ‘til Monday!” He said while he drove away. You waved to him until you couldn’t see
his car anymore.
Your phone buzzed minutes later in your pocket. When you took it out, a wide smile
formed on your face. Seth had tagged you in the selfie he took earlier during the hike with
the caption: “Taking the first step in the right direction!” It was a cute picture of you two.
You stood slightly in front of Seth and he leaned over your shoulder. Both of you were
smiling. This was the first time in weeks you saw yourself with a genuine smile. You were
happy to have such an amazing friend, even if it meant you had to stay quiet about your
feelings for him. It was better to keep things how they were.
The following week you really started to train again. You couldn’t believe it until you were
lying sore on your bed. Of course you had accepted Seth’s request and joined him at his
crossfit training. It was hard the first few days. It was just so different from your regular
workout but it felt good to be sore again. It also felt relief because you didn’t have the time
to overthink every single tiny thing in your life. After the training, you and Seth usually hadlunch together and spent most of the day together. He didn’t leave your side and he really
helped you with your self esteem with nightly discussions about what you felt and how he
saw you differently. Sleepovers became normal. He would listen for hours as you talked
about your insecurities, encouraging you to become the old but slightly improved woman
you were. It felt so good to be back on track again.
The Monday morning you had your meeting with Stephanie McMahon, Seth picked you
up to drive together to the venue. He comforted you during the ride, telling you that
everything was going to turn out great. You even stopped at a diner to get breakfast first.
When you entered the venue, you heard Bayley squealing immediately.
“Y/N! Y/N, you’re back!” She stormed over to you, hugging you violently. You gasped out.
“Yeah I am, I guess,” you mumbled.
“Bayley, don’t crush her. She was out long enough. She doesn’t need another injury.”
Seth shook his head.
“Uh, yes, of course,” she said slowly loosening her grip. “I’m just so happy to see you
again!” She was jumping up and down.
“Me too. I missed you Bales,” you beamed at her, “and your hugs of course.”
“Aww me too! So, how are you doin?”
After a little small talk with Bayley, you decided to greet the rest of the roster. Seth had to
record a segment so he had to leave you by yourself. But you didn’t mind it. You walked
around with Bayley, hugging and catching up with your friends. You apologised to
everyone for your odd behavior but most of them shrugged it off and assured you that it
didn’t matter and that they were just happy to see you again.
When it was time for your meeting you began to grow nervous. Would Stephanie be ok
with your ideas? Would they even have a storyline planned for you? Or were you damned
to become a jobber. You entered the office on wobbly legs. That meeting would
determine your future in the WWE.
“I don’t know man, I don’t think I can do that to her,” you heard Seth as you strolled down
“Just tell her!” Roman almost desperately groaned.
“Tell her what?” You asked as you came around the corner. Seth swiftly turned with a
shocked expression. You looked at him puzzled.
“Yeah, tell her what, Seth?” Roman mocked.
“Ehh… I have to tell you that we… can’t… have the movie evening tonight because…
because my TV is broken,” Seth stuttered. You raised an eyebrow.
“Ok? Well, you know that I still have a totally functional TV at my flat so we don’t have to
cancel, if you don’t have anything planned,” you suggested.
“Oh brilliant. Of course, I didn’t think about that. Then it’s still a thing,” Seth nervously
chuckled. Roman shook his head in amusement. He said goodbye after a few minutes
and Seth walked with you to the entrance together.
“If you have to do something else, we don’t have to watch movies tonight, you know?”
You said shyly.
“No, no! Of course I wanna watch movies with you, Y/N. I just didn’t think of your TV.” He
“Oh ok…” You nodded.
“So, how was the meeting?” Seth ended the awkward silence.
“It was ok. I’m cleared so Steph is letting me wrestle again. They’re planning a big
“And what?” You innocently raised your eyebrows.
“You know exactly what! Don’t make me pull every single bit of information out of your
“Ok, ok. Calm down,” you laughed. “Well, the creative team was already planning a new
storyline for me as a face-”
“…but Stephanie likes the idea so much that she’s going to talk to them and make me a
heel.” You grinned like a cheshire cat.
“That’s awesome! This is going to be exciting, Y/N.” Seth pulled you into a hug swirling
“Yeah, right?” You giggled happily.
The ride went normal. You talked as if nothing happened even though Seth’s behavior
seemed kinda odd. When you arrived at your flat, you ordered Pizza and Seth went for a
quick shower. He had some spare clothes at your place from your occasional sleep overs.
While you were setting everything up, the door bell rang. ‘Goodness gracious’ you
thought. You hadn’t eaten anything besides the breakfast Seth had gotten you and that
consisted of a coffee and marmalade toast. You were way too nervous because of your
meeting that midday to even think about eating.
You swayed to your front door. While paying, the delivery guy tried to make some
unwelcoming small talk.
“2 big Pizzas for the pretty lady.” he cooed.
“Yep,” I said, giving him an uncomfortable small smile.
“Are you even able to eat these by yourself?” You weren’t sure where the conversation
was going but you definitely didn’t like it.
“Probably,” you answered short, hoping that he would give you your change quickly so
you could close the door.
“Want help?” He asked in a husky voice quirking his eyebrows.
“Not really,” you answered coldly. Could he hurry with that damn change?
“Oh come on babe. I’m volunteering here.”
“You know what, keep the rest,” you scoffed and tried to shut the door with a loud bang.
But his foot denied it. You looked at his foot, then at him in shock.
“Don’t be so cold, sweetheart,” he hissed. “I’m just trying to be nice.” He had an arrogant
smile on his lips. You just stood there, frozen, unable to do anything.
“You heard the lady!” A strong, enraged voice came up behind you. ‘Seth’ you thought,
feeling relieved. ‘Right on time.’
“Woow, woow!” The guy gestured wildly, “everything’s alright, we were just chatting.
Nothing to get upset over, big boy.”
“Yeah? It sounded kinda different to me.” Seth glared at him.
“Hey man, you got to understand that I have this effect on chicks. You should probably
get your lil bitch under control,” he laughed. With that, Seth’s eyes got even darker. His
chest heaved violently, nostrils flaring rapidly.
“I recommend that you leave my property right now! If someone talks like that about the
woman I love, I can’t promise I won’t straight up murder the son of a bitch. So, get your
ass going, pronto!” he yelled. The smeary guy audibly gulped and took a few steps back
before turning around and basically running to his car. He looked mortified. Seth grimly
chuckled, he was proud of his effect on that jackass. He slowly closed the door as he
glared after the car. You had never seen Seth like that. But that didn’t mean you didn’t like
the protective and impulsive side of him.
“Did you mean that?” You asked him as soon as the door locked. You didn’t know where
that boost of confidence came from, but you definitely welcomed it.
“Eh, you know… love like… like a really close friend… like a sister,” he stammered trying
desperately to avoid your gaze.
“Oh, that’s a shame,” you exclaimed, your gaze never leaving his.
“Shame? So you wouldn’t mind if… ” His mouth gaped.
“Why should I mind? That the man I’m completely and utterly in love with, the one man
who’s my best friend and also knows me the better than anyone, the man that never
leaves my side, who’s always there for me, the man who proved multiple times that he
cares about me and supports even my stupidest ideas, that this man shares the same
feelings I have for him? What did I overlook? Where is there anything to mind?” You
looked him deep in the eyes. It felt so good to voice all of those feelings you had gathered
over the years. Seth still stood in front of you but during your declaration he slowly moved
closer and closer until he was only a few inches away from you. You could already feel
the heat radiating from him.
“Aren’t you afraid?” He merrily whispered.
“Of course I’m afraid, I’m constantly afraid. But I’m less afraid of everything that might
come if I know I have exactly that man I described right next to me.” You smiled sincerely
at him knowing that it was probably the most corny love declaration.
“I love you! I really, really love you! I’ve loved you since I saw you coming though that
curtain in NXT.” With those words, Seth’s hand reached out to your face, his thumb
caressed your cheek shortly before he pulled you in for a kiss. The kiss was slow and
passionate. You could feel all the pent-up emotions behind it. And not just your own.
you pulled away after what seemed like an eternity, you looked up again to see Seth with
a sly expression.
“We should’ve done this waaaay earlier,” he exclaimed making you giggle against his
I really need some more non!au jikook in my life! I've already read most of the ones on your blog here, so are there any new ones that you'd like to recommend? Keep up the amazing work!!!
Hi there! No problem, here you go! And if any new non!AU fics pop up you’ll be the first to know :)
Title:Burning Desire Author: beautifulmoment Rating: Explicit Length: 1–5k words Genre: Smut Summary:“It’s just crazy and overwhelming…” Jimin looked up from under his eyelashes, biting his lower lip. “How much I desire you.” Jungkook’s breath hitched, his heart beating faster than ever at Jimin’s words. When Jungkook suggested a workout session to Jimin they weren’t expecting for it to turn into a make out session and perhaps something else later… on a plane.
Title:Can You Not? Author: May Greene Rating: Explicit Length: 1–5k words Genre: Smut, Humor Summary: And that’s when sirens began to go off in Jungkook’s head. Because he did /not/ just feel Jimin’s hand brush his dick. This was a fucking /fansign/. Like. There were /children/ present.
Title:I Got Secrets That Nobody, Nobody, Nobody Knows Author: punklynch Rating: Not Rated Length: 5–10k words Genre: Smut Summary: He didn’t know what it was, perhaps the harsh light of the bathroom highlighting the bruising, or maybe it was the teasing lick of pain when he extended his knee, but Jungkook wanted more… This time he found a particularly tender spot and he doubled over, gripping the bathroom sink as an entirely new feeling passed through him. It wasn’t quite pain but it wasn’t quite pleasure. Instead it was a heady mix of both that left Jungkook short of breath.
Title:We Don’t Talk Anymore Author: Nochucomethru Rating: Teen Length: 1–5k words Genre: Angst, Fluff Summary: A year ago Jungkook would have pushed Jimin away, purposely closing himself off from Jimin’s affection. But as he watched him play with Hoseok on the set for their new music video, he felt sad that Jimin wasn’t next to him, bugging him like he always used to. He wasn’t jealous of the other members. Not at all. He was more upset at himself. Angry for rejecting Jimin all those times when now all he wanted was his attention. He had been so selfish.
#SundayFunday was a no show last weekend, so I just went for a jog. Had some time this week so set myself the goal to exercise daily! Part of that goal is eating healthily and enough (I don’t believe in starving yourself) Here’s my belated workout suggestion for the #hamstrings#glutes & #back try multiple sets 🔥 #feeltheburn Enjoooy! — 💪🏻💪🏼💪🏽💪🏾💪🏿💪🏾💪🏽💪🏼 Fizemos uma pausa do #Domingodivertido o fim‑de‑semana passado e por isso decidi correr. Esta semana tenho algum tempo livre e o meu objectivo é exercitar todos os dias! Parte desse objectivo é também comer bem e o suficiente (não acredito nas dietas que nos deixam famintos). Aqui vai a minha sugestão de exercícios para os #gluteus#costas e #isquiotibiais#músculosaqueimar 🔥 Divirtam-seeeee!
I'm trying to lose 20 pounds for cheerleading tryouts in august is it possible
It is possible to lose 20 pounds in 3ish monthes, but you will need to be extremely dedicated with your workouts and diet!
I suggest you do 20-30 minutes of high intensity cardio or HIIT (high intensity interval training) 3-4 times a week, this can be stressful on your body so start slow if you are new to working out. Start with a 3 minute warm up, 20-30 mimutes of HIIT, then a 4-5 minute cool down.
I also suggest you use a food tracking ap like Lifesum, with lifesum you can put in your goals, (weight loss, muscles building, weight gain) and it will tell you how much protein, carbs, calories, and fats you need to eat to reach your goals!
Try to avoid prossessed, fried, and high sugar foods.
One thing you definatly DONT want to do is not eat enough, this will make your body think you are starving it and when your body goes into starvation mode it actually stores fat and makes it harder to lose weight.
I will post a few great HIIT videos and recipes that i love! Stay tuned! And let me know if you have any questions, i tried to keep this answer on the shorter side since my posts tend to get kind of exessively long!
I stopped doing squats when I reached my goal and felt how my legs were nearly trembling for the harsh work out. My boyfriend Joker had a gym in the penthouse so we used it quite a lot. I was wearing grey shorts and a pink sports bra.
‘’You can do 10 more’’ He encouraged me and clapped his hands. I smiled at him and tried to catch my breath. He was only wearing his black boxers so I saw all his muscles and tattoos. I knew he liked to watch me work out. ‘’Fine’’ I sighed and quickly stretched my arms. He smiled happily and kept lighting weights. His muscles flexed sexily and it gave me motivation to keep going. At least we were fit so we could do well during missions.
I started doing squats again and made sure that my fingers touched the light wooden floor. I was so focused on doing well that I didn’t even notice that J walked behind me. As I stood up from the last squat ,he slapped my bum playfully, making me jump a little from surprise. ‘’You’re so hot Y/N’’ He purred quietly as I turned around to face him. ‘’Well I could say the same to you hunky’’ I giggled and poked his chest.
‘’We should do couple workout stuff’’ I suggested a little nervously because he wasn’t the normal boyfriend that was all dorky and stuff. Even tho we were dating, he was still a dangerous ‘psychopathic’ criminal. But on the other hand, so was I. ‘’Like?’’ He tilted his head and I felt his big hands on my bare hips.
‘’I don’t know..play fight?’’ I chirped and stood up on my toes. He chuckled at my suggestion, but didn’t say no. ‘’What if I accidentally hit you doll?’’ He asked me. ‘’Oh quit it J. You’re just afraid to be beaten by a girl’’ I smirked and tried to make him want this. I saw a flash in his eyes and he stepped back. ‘’I know a better workout babe that requires both of us’’ He said out of the blue. It surprised me a little.
‘’And that might be..?’’ I raised my eyebrow at him. J looked at me darkly. ‘’Sex’’ He told me shortly. Before I got disappointed, I gave it a thought. It really burnt a lot of calories. ‘’You’re not so stupid J’’ I told him and glanced at his boxers. He had a boner going on there.
‘’So?’’ He waited for my answer. I walked up to him and cupped his boner. ‘’Mmh sounds good’’ I whispered happily. J grinned widely and picked me up in his strong arms. Time to work out the couple way ..
One of the most important things you can do to prepare for a disaster is make sure you are in peak physical condition. I understand that, due to disability or time constraints or any number of extenuating circumstances, “peak physical condition” may look different for each person. However, this post is to help you reach that point, whatever it may be for you.
Before we go any further, I’d like to make a disclaimer: I am not a doctor, nor am I a physical trainer. All of my knowledge of health and fitness comes from my process of being so weak that I couldn’t take the stairs to gaining and losing 100lbs and gaining a lot of muscle in the process. I am not the gospel here. I just want to share a few things that have worked for me, and maybe help you, too.
The other thing I would like to say is that I am not writing this as a weight-loss guide. If you are happy and comfortable at your weight, then by all means, stay that way. If your weight limits your physical fitness, such as by causing joint pain, or by causing you to be too weak to take the stairs, then you may want to consider decreasing or increasing your weight. The best way to do that is to calculate your Total Daily Energy Expenditure and add or subtract from there. Meticulous calorie counting is the most effective way to cause weight changes. Now, moving on.
So let’s assume that you’re starting from a very beginners level of fitness. The best way to build up some basic cardiac fitness is by walking. I know it seems simple, but it can really make a difference. Take as much time as you are able to each day, and go for a walk. Walking is good because it doesn’t require any kind of equipment or workout clothes. If you have something comfortable to wear and some tennis shoes, you can go for a walk. Walk for as long as you can manage. If all you can do is 15 minutes, great! Try to work up to 30. If you can do 30, awesome! Try to get up to an hour. Once you’re walking 30-60 minutes a few times a week, you can move into a more intensive workout program. I’m going to list some programs that I have used, and let you make the decision yourself.
The first option is Jillian Michael’s 30 Day Shred. This is a great program for building a lot of strength in a short amount of time. All the videos can be found on YouTube, so you can access them in your own home. I will list the pros and cons here:
Short - takes less than half an hour.
Does not require a lot of space - if you have room to spread your arms out and lay down, you have enough room
Requires very little equipment - some moves requires dumbbells, but dumbbells are easily replaced by things like water jugs, and you can fill a water jug to as much weight as you can handle
Progressive - every ten days you move up to the next level, so it continues to challenge you
Quick results - by the end of two weeks, you should notice a difference, and by the end of the 30 days, the difference will be very, very noticeable
May be difficult for complete beginners - the workouts do not include breaks, and since it is a 30 day program, there are no rest days
There is limited accessibility for people with disabilities
The program is technically based on creating a “toned” body, rather than building strength. You will definitely build strength, but that’s not the goal of the program.
Includes cardio, interval training, resistance training, and stretching
Short - each workout takes about 30 minutes
Does not require a lot of space - the resistance training only takes as much room to lay down in, and the cardio sessions only require a place to walk
Quick results - you should see results within two weeks, and by the time the program is over, you will definitely notice a difference
Requires minimal equipment - dumbbells are required for some moves, but like I said, dumbbells are easily replaced. Some moves require a medicine ball, but you can just use a dumbbell instead.
Progressive - you move through a series of increasingly intense workouts to maximize efficiency
It, too, is more focused on creating a “toned” body than on building strength. Although I have definitely become stronger while doing it.
Theoretically, you have to pay for it, but I just gave you the pdfs for it.
t also doesn’t really plan for days off, though it does allow for lower-intensity days.
If neither of those options does it for you, I would like to suggest a workout plan I developed for a friend of mine who is a complete beginner to working out. It is an amalgamation of other workout plans I’ve done and I have no doubt that it could help anyone develop strength and flexibility .
Monday - Legs
Burpees (plank or pushup, whatever you can do, but work up to the pushup), 10
Lunges, 15 per leg
Jump squats, 15
Repeat three times
Tuesday - Cardio/endurance
Walk or run for 30 minutes
Wednesday - Arms
Tricep curls, 20 per arm (if you don’t have dumbbells, use anything heavy that you can get a good grip on, lean forward with your arm bent, then straighten it out backwards)
L-sit, 10-30 seconds (sit with your legs out in front of you, put your arms on the ground, and try to lift your but and legs off the ground. If you can only get your but at first, that’s okay.)
Repeat three times
Thursday - cardio/endurance
Walk/run for 30 minutes
Friday - abs
Ab bikes, 20 (lay flat, then do a sit up and bring the opposite leg to meet the opposite elbow)
Plank, 30 seconds
Side plank, 30 seconds
Mountain climbers, 10 each leg (do a plank, then draw one leg at a time up to your chest)
Repeat three times
Saturday - cardio, intervals
Sprint for 30 seconds, walk at a brink pace for 30 seconds. Repeat for 10-15 minutes
Sunday - stretching
Google “beginners yoga for flexibility” on YouTube and do one of the videos
If you’re willing to put in the effort to become as strong and as fast as you can be, these workouts will help you go a long way. You can have all the stockpiles in the world, but it won’t mean anything if you don’t have your health.
So tell me - what is your workout routine? How do you plan to stay fit for when disaster strikes? Have you tried any of these programs? Are you intrigued by the program I created? I love feedback from you guys, so let me know!