zero body fat

When she was in high school, Lizzie Velasquez was dubbed “The World’s Ugliest Woman” in an 8-second-long YouTube video. Born with a medical condition so rare that just two other people in the world are thought to have it, Velasquez has no adipose tissue and cannot create muscle, store energy, or gain weight. She has zero percent body fat and weighs just 60 pounds.In the comments on YouTube, viewers called her “it” and “monster” and encouraged her to kill herself. Instead, Velasquez set four goals: To become a motivational speaker, to publish a book, to graduate college, and to build a family and a career for herself. Now 23 years old, she’s been a motivational speaker for seven years and has given more than 200 workshops on embracing uniqueness, dealing with bullies, and overcoming obstacles. She’s a senior majoring in Communications at Texas State University in San Marcos, where she lives with her best friend. Her first book, “Lizzie Beautiful,” came out in 2010 and her second, “Be Beautiful, Be You,” was published in 2012. source

jack is bad at food HC
  • so i have a headcanon that jack is actually REALLY BAD at nutrition
  • not so much ‘he eats mcdonalds five meals a day and chocolate for breakfast’ or whatever
  • but like
  • that boy subsists on all that nasty Athlete shit – protein powder, protein bars, gatorade, Hungry-Man Frozen Meals, etc. – because he cares about fueling the hockey machine
  • …not so much long-term care

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When she was in high school, Lizzie Velasquez was dubbed “The World’s Ugliest Woman” in an 8-second-long YouTube video. Born with a medical condition so rare that just two other people in the world are thought to have it, Velasquez has no adipose tissue and cannot create muscle, store energy, or gain weight. She has zero percent body fat and weighs just 60 pounds.

In the comments on YouTube, viewers called her “it” and “monster” and encouraged her to kill herself. Instead, Velasquez set four goals: To become a motivational speaker, to publish a book, to graduate college, and to build a family and a career for herself. Now 23 years old, she’s been a motivational speaker for seven years and has given more than 200 workshops on embracing uniqueness, dealing with bullies, and overcoming obstacles. She’s a senior majoring in Communications at Texas State University in San Marcos, where she lives with her best friend. Her first book, “Lizzie Beautiful,” came out in 2010 and her second, “Be Beautiful, Be You,” was published earlier this month.


anonymous asked:

well technically he's an angel so he shouldn't have body fat? like his grace should keep the body in ultimate condition? and misha's never really been fat so...

ok first of all, there is literally nothing in canon to imply that angels have to be perfectly fit and have zero body fat. i’m trying to keep my cool but seriously your implication that body fat=bad is harmful and disrespectful to, you know, everyone since literally everyone has body fat. “ultimate condition” does not mean zero body fat and i would advise you to change your viewpoint on that immediately.

second of all, i have no idea what you are trying to say with “misha’s never really been fat so…” so what? so are you saying he DIDN’T lose weight for his shirtless scenes? i just don’t understand. what are you saying. what are you getting at here. please tell me the rest of your sentence.

I’m just gonna point out that the cast of Shadowhunters, in addition to being full-time actors who have to constantly train to maintain the zero-percent body fat physique for the show and do regular press junkets, interviews, photoshoots, and live blogging for the show, also manage to all have a strong social media presence primarily to interact with their fans, and are consistently hilarious and supportive of each other and everyone involved, and most of all the fanbase. We are lucky to have them.

Learning to Be Okay With Me. Plus a Little More.

I’m human. Sometimes I look in the mirror and I’m disappointed. Sometimes I look at magazines and feel painfully insecure. I have not found enlightenment and somehow transcended self-consciousness, nor have I obtained a super human quality that has rendered me immune to comparing myself with others. However, I recognize that hurtful thoughts about myself and my body are not coming from a place of love, beauty, or truthfulness. And I do my best to fight them.

 I hope you’ll join me.

Pictured: Kate Moss looking thin and beautiful. (But alas, recognize that those two qualities are independent of one another, not synonymous.)

The power of suggestive media in our modern world is inescapable. Even as I learn more about it, as more psychologists reveal the effect of media on the subconscious and more documentaries seek to expose media biases, I still wholly unequipped to fight what feels like an unfair battle.

Like most women I’m sure, I’ve felt society’s acute influence on my self-image. It’s that vacuum in my chest when I suddenly feel the disapproving eye of no one in particular, staring me down as I dig into a quart of Ben and Jerry’s. I know it. I get it. I feel it. I loathe it.

And on top of that, growing up with the heavy-handed influence of ballet culture did me no favors in this department. Seven hours day, nearly transparent leotards, huge menacing ceiling-to-floor-length mirrors, and dozens of girls to compare yourself with: It’s a recipe for rancid self-esteem.

I’m not going to slam ballet culture for its highly demanding physical qualifications, nor will I defend it. However, it would be negligent to ignore it. It is very real, and it’s one of the major prerequisites that make the gilded door to a professional career so narrow, for lack of a better word.

I could go on forever on that subject, and how it influenced and shaped me into the person I am today, perhaps detrimentally. But I won’t. Because I’m almost certain you’ve heard it all before, and likely experienced the same thing, firsthand.

Now, I’m trying to keep this brief but here is what I wanted to get across today. A few months after quitting dancing it dawned on me that I would lose my body. I know, a few months; it took me that long. The thing was, as a dancer, I took my body for granted. I danced because I loved doing it; the amazingly strong muscles and virtually zero percent body fat was merely a pleasant side effect. And as I looked in the mirror and saw my dance body slowly deteriorating, I was scared. What was I going to do? After exploring every option I came to the dreadful conclusion: I would never have this body ever again. I realized I had better things to do than spend my life in a gym, and eating salads and chicken breasts for the rest of my life seemed like far too large of a sacrifice when the fate of my career didn’t hinge upon my waif-like figure.

Now there’s a large chance I’m alone in this. I know a lot of people, non-athletes and non-dancers, who maintain strict diets and religiously do squats, and believe they are living the right way. And if they enjoy it, they probably are. I’m not promoting a sedentary lifestyle. 

My point is this: For the first time since I became a teenager, I have a healthy relationship with food, I eat vegetables when I please, and treat myself whenever I feel inclined to do so. I work out occasionally, and yes I probably should hit the gym a little more than I do. And yes, of course, I’ve gained weight.

But maybe, hold on to your seats, I’m okay with that. *Gasp*

Life, in my opinion, is too short to take suggestions from society or anyone else for that matter, about what your body should look like. If you are healthy and happy, I don’t see any worth in wasting your time holding yourself to anyone’s standards but your own.



anonymous asked:

So it snowed five inches, and while playing outside with my nephews, it hit me how much I want/need hiccstrid playing in the snow. Can you please write a drabble or just make a list of headcanons? Thank you so much in advance!!!

Awww I should be a good person and write you a drabble, but my head is killing me tonight. So.

Astrid loves winter. Loves the snow, loves the cold, loves the holidays, everything. Loves it. She and Stoick both are sentimental and enjoy the season of snuggling by fires.

Hiccup doesn’t. He has like zero body fat so he shivers nonstop. His prosthetic is always either slipping or freezing. And flying is already windy enough, but when the weather is so bitter, it’s nearly intolerable.

But Hiccup loves Astrid in the winter. He loves how bright blue her eyes looks when her nose and cheeks are flushed pink. He likes how the sunlight catches the furs around her face and makes them seem to glow. He loves how excited she gets about decorating for Snoggletog– though he could do without the yaknog. Winter brings out the kid in her.

They like making snow dragons together. That’s definitely Toothless’ favorite part. Hiccup really would rather be inside catching up on work by the fire, but Astrid always drags him out to play with the village children. She pummels him with snowballs and tugs him down to make snow-Valkyries. He gets her back, though. Once they’re inside and all the snow has melted into dripping tunics and squishy boots, he peels her clothes off and touches her with cold fingers (and a cold prosthesis) that make her yelp.

It’s especially cute after he’s chief and he uses Astrid as a human shield to protect himself from the village children’s snowy attacks. Lots of “It’s a sacrifice we have to make for Berk!” and overdramatic death scenes.

In the winter, Hiccup always has super dry skin. His lips are constantly chapped and his cheeks are usually windburned/frost bitten. Astrid spends a lot of her time chasing him down with beeswax for his face and creams for his hands. He rolls his eyes and sighs when he’s trying to be official and chiefly and she’s bundling him up while dabbing stuff on his mouth. The older Vikings snort and tease him about it later.

Astrid knits THE WORST hats and scarves for Hiccup to wear while flying in the winter. Gods, she’s so bad at it.

She also is 24/7 pressing her cold toes to his legs under their bed furs. Usually she runs hot, but in the winter, her feet freeze. He always swears he’ll leave and sleep up in Toothless’ loft if she keeps at it, but he never does, of course.

To Be Or Not To Be...Hamlet

Last night I went to see Hamlet at The Barbican.

SPOILERS AHEAD……..You have been warned!

I love The Barbican, always have. Some say it’s an “ugly” place with too much concrete and on face value maybe it is. Architecture is not something I’m hugely interested in but there is something about the place that fascinates me. You can walk round and round, sometimes get lost (as I have done on a few occasions) and their theatre is one of the better and most comfortable ones I have been in. It’s certainly bigger than the Donmar (which isn’t hard!). I did visit the shop before we went in to be seated and I did purchase the 2nd edition programme. They are still selling the 1st edition,as of last night, and this is distinguished by a blue dot. £8.50 for the programme, not the most expensive I have bought. My pride and joy however is the book I also picked up:

It provided in-car entertainment on the way home as I recited Shakespearian Yoda-isms. Although it did get a bit weird as I seemed to have Benedicts’ voice in my head reciting them with me! What can I say? I was very tired at this point!

We were sat quite far back in the stalls, row P but this didn’t matter as we still had an amazing view and I felt as though I wouldn’t want to be much closer for various reasons, some of which will become clear further on. Fun fact, SDGM Richard directed me to our seats….I nearly asked him for a selfie! (he’ll make another appearance later).

Full house. As far as I could see there were no empty seats. Audience was very respectful. It was also made VERY clear that phones etc should be switched off. This added to the two emails I received before hand telling me the same thing. Plus there were Barbican colleagues around one in particular who stood scowling at a poor woman who was having issues turning her phone off. Let’s just say I wouldn’t want to upset him!

The set has got to be one of the, if not THE, most awe inspiring I have seen. It is beautiful, stunning, impressive, dark and expansive. Set pieces being moved in and out, mainly by the supporting cast but I had never imagined seeing Benedict Cumberbatch, dragging out on to the stage, his own toy castle whilst dressed in toy soldier uniform. There was only one down side to the set and as GNanon wrote in her write up she felt that it drowned the actors and the inner drama and I have to agree with the exception of Benedict who commanded every inch of that stage whilst he was on it.

The costumes were varied. My favourites, and clearly favourites of others too, were not only the toy soldier and the “King” coat but Benedict also managed to make the white fencing jacket and scruffy jeans combo look good. There was no “theme” to the costumes and this as a whole worked but poor Gertrude, as beautiful and classic as her dresses were, they did seem to cause a few issues each time she had to rise from a kneeling or crouching position as they kept catching on her dress.

Air cannon? Knew about. Didn’t know when it was going to happen. Let’s just say it worked! Slow motion was used quite often and I thought it was very effective especially during the fencing when Hamlet deals Laertes the fatal blow.

Benedicts’ Hamlet? I can’t think of enough descriptive words and I’m certainly going to use some that have been used before. His Hamlet was emotional, aggressive, powerful, majestic, physical, angry and comical to name a few. This role definitely call upon all the tools Benedict has in his acting “box” and he uses them to produce a sensational performance that is, and I’m trying not to be biased, nearly flawless. Why nearly? My favourite Hamlet, of modern times, is David Tennant and this may still, although marginally, be the case. I feel that DT portrayed the decline into Hamlets’ “madness” a little better than BC BUT for raw emotion, passion and stage presence they are parallel.

Benedict gives the role his all and this is where I have a problem. For reasons I will address later I just hope he can continue to give it his all and doesn’t burn himself out prematurely.

Benedicts’ exceptional performance does produce problems for the other cast members and leads me to agree with some of the, very few, critics comments I’ve seen. He is THAT exceptional that he does tend to overshadow others in the cast. I again agree with GNanon , while he was not as weak as some Ciaran Hinds did disappoint me slightly in the first half being not as strong as I expected him to be but that did turn around with the epic ending scene of Act 1. Kobna never fails to impress me but sadly, as with the part of Laertes’, he’s not on stage very much compared to the others.

I’ve read that people feel that the part of Ophelia is more often than not the weakest link. In this production I have to disagree. Sian Brooks’ Ophelia was a strong character even more so when she was in the midst of her “struggle” she exits the stage. This was possibly one of the most emotional parts and very well thought out and played by Sian.

Karl Johnson as the Grave Digger? Raised many a laugh. More so when one of the skulls he threw off stage was clearly thrown a little too hard……….

Some personal thoughts both from me and my theatre companion.

My friend is what we call a casual Benedict fan. More in the fact that she is just aware of his work and not the show that is currently his non-professional life. She also doesn’t know about my skeptic “double life”.

To be clear I haven’t read many of the reviews, as I said earlier I have read comments from critics (most of which have appeared on Tumblr), she has. Among the comments she made, and bearing in mind this was BEFORE the performance, she said she felt that the critics/rags were holding something back. She felt that while most were “putting him on a pedestal” and generally “ blatantly kissing his arse” it felt like they were also chewing at the bit to “stab him in the back” “waiting to have a go at him”. I didn’t press her to elaborate on these feelings I just found it curious to hear someone from the “outside” make comments like these. Needless to say she was blown away by Benedicts performance.

Is this adaptation going to knock the RSC/DT production from my own personal number 1 spot? Sadly not but it is INCREDIBLY close and this is in no way a reflection on Benedicts’ Hamlet. As I stated earlier himself and DT are more or less level in that respect. I just feel that where the RSC production was simpler and worked as such this adaptation tries to be edgy, cool, maybe a bit showy and yes maybe a little avant garde and just falls short of the mark.

This does not mean that this isn’t an outstanding performance because believe me it is but like most things it is not perfect.

I was asked for my opinion on the way Benedict looks at the moment so I am going to split it in to two parts…..

On stage. During the opening scene I immediately noticed how gaunt and drawn his face looks. I should point out that I haven’t seen Benedict “in the flesh” since I went to see Frankenstein, which is some time ago.

Last night I was in row P so not too close but to be able to notice the change in him from where I was it must have been significant. Again, as with the toy soldier production still, stage lighting does not help but even then it does not alter a persons look that much. Sometimes in a light he would look just about ok and then at another time he would look not as good . This is why I chose to do what I did, again that’s coming.

As Sherlock Benedict is well known to loose weight to be skinny but this is a new kind of skinny, it’s NOT a healthy skinny. The man has close to zero body fat and this is only emphasised, and I’m not sure if it’s intentional or not or he’s lost weight since fittings, by the too baggy costumes (with the exception of the fencing jacket and t shirts), the toy soldier costume especially swamps him. His legs are matchstick skinny, he barely has an arse at all although the Cumberbutt is still there….just. His whole body is skinny with an exception. While everything else is skinny and haggard his arms have quite a bit of muscle but after seeing the play this is clearly down to the physical aspect of the performance, lots of lifting etc.Although that said looking at what he has to lift he is quite string despite all the above.

There was also something not quite right about final bows. Benedict could barely raise a smile. He did, twice, but it was very fleeting even when he was “singled out”. I can’t pin point what it was but it just did not feel like a reaction for a, very well deserved, standing ovation.

So here we are part two and my final part.

Stage door. I don’t do, nor have I ever done stage door. I didn’t plan on doing it last night and I have people that can back me up on this as I had been clear before I went. I had half decided at interval that I would go and take a look for the reasons of wanting to see just how Benedict looked away from the stage and after seeing many MANY photos of SD from both fans and pap/fail I wanted to go and see for myself, find out the truth if you like. So that’s what I did, not knowing how controversial it would be today for many reasons.

I found myself at the end, near the car park entrance and where he was to mutter the words about going home to “mummy” or “bubby” or whatever it was. I did manage to get in a little space quite close and spoke to some of the girls around me, two had been the night before to SD only, last night and they are going to see the play tonight (Friday) one infront of me had arrived that evening was doing SD last night and also seeing the show tonight (Friday) she said as she did SD last night she wouldn’t do it after the performance (which may work out for her!). It was quite clear that the people that were gathered at that end and behind were the ones from the performance and the ones nearer the door were quite clearly, for the most part, the ones (including the nannies) that stay there every night but it is apparent he has started to clock the ones that are there every night. As a note when I arrived at The Barbican there were two girls already at stage door, this was 4pm.

The photos we have seen definitely make it look more “mobby” than it actually is. It’s not as loud as you would expect, someone comes out before the cast come out and asks everyone to be respectful and keep the noise down and for the most part it happens. To be fair a few of the cast are quite naughty and get the crowd going with “Hamlet High Fives”……And back to Benedict. He does look too skinny, it is more noticeable in the face, I couldn’t really see full body length at SD but his eye sockets/cheek bones are VERY pronounced and as a side note that wedding band of his is just about hanging on there.

SDGM Richard was there and it’s a shame that BC is going to limit stage door as Richard just seems to be getting in to his element with his posing!

ALL joking aside if what Benedict said about limiting SD is true then I am all for it. Not only for his health but also for the fact I don’t believe that he is enjoying it as much as he did, if he did at all. It needs to stop or at least reduce. 2 months to go, and seeing him for myself last night, it is unsustainable with the other factors in his life that need to be thrown in.

I’ll end with this observation from last night….Every time someone said to him how much they enjoyed the play his face instantly lit up in to a genuine smile (some not so genuine) but it was equally as quick that the light was gone from his face as he moved on.

But break my heart, for I must hold my tongue.” - Hamlet, Act 1.

If you’re still here thank you for reading to the end. I can go on and on about this…….