do you ever have imaginary/potential conversations with people in your head but then catch yourself accidentally mouthing the words out or making faces that would go along with your reactions in the conversation
Here is something that is unbelievably hard for me to post. But I feel like I should. This is my stomach, in a bikini, while sitting. No angles, no editing, no helpful lighting. I’m not flat, not muscled, toned, or sexy. My love handles/hips are over sized. I have folds, and chub, and stretch marks. And none of that. Not a single damn thing about that, makes me any bit less than anyone, any bit less beautiful, or human. I am a “real woman” because I am a person identifying as female. If I were curvier, or slimmer. I’d be no more, no less, the same person. What I am trying to say, in response to the anonymous message I received earlier. Having put on weight in my recovery, makes me no more, and no less of a person. The numbers on my pants, scales and nutrition labels. No longer control my entire life. And that’s pretty great. Sorry for rambling. But I just want every person struggling with a disordered relationship with food, to know. You can make it out. This doesn’t have to be a death sentence.
i admire your courage. c:
ps— 10/10 bod would bang
DAT BOD 😍😍😍
TBH ID Like to lose some chub but my goal isn’t abs it’s simply to be comfortable. Your bravery and body are amazing
Holding a ball with your feet too ugh
so trying these!!
Works your abs, legs, arms and pecks :)
30 reps. RIGHT NOW. GO!
this would turn into sex after about one sit-up
That is why this gif is of one sit up, duh
To see the 10th gif in the series (Tumblr only allows 10 images at a time) click HERE on blogilates.com
In 30 years, kids as young as 6 or 7 will be sitting in classrooms hearing that women didn’t always have the rights to their own bodies and how boys couldn’t marry boys and girls couldn’t marry girls and they’re going to be as confused and disturbed as when we first learned about slavery and Black Codes.