Her name is captain Amelia Bradshaw and I will either write an entire novella about her or forget she exists entirely.
This one is from months ago but the lighting took 500 calendar years so I will post it 500 times if I want to and you’re not allowed to say anything about it
Hey tumblr why does this email make it seem like Ryan Gosling is fucking dead
quick question. ik bigger blogs have asked this but this isnt for the major populous, this is for my followers cus theyre the only ones who might care idk
also answer if theres any you absolutely dont like to read
Also I just googled the couch potato to 5k program I trained with when I was a kid and they don’t recommend the program for kids under 11 because it’s considered “too intense.” And I just found a picture from when I finished my first race in 2012 when I was 9 years old which is…. younger than 11.
So yeah maybe also don’t put your children on adult exercise regimens that are not designed for their tiny bodies lmao what the fuck
So fun fact when I was a kid my mom decided I wasn’t active enough. So she bought me absurdly expensive running shoes I did not ask for, dragged me out in the below freezing east coast weather, and started me on this “couch potato to 5k” challenge.
Every day after school, we ran. First it was 5 minutes a day, then 7, then 10… you get the gist. I think after 2 months we were running about an hour every day. By the time I quit running when I was 10, my mom and I had run 3 5ks together over the span of a little over a year.
A little after stopped running, I noticed some pain in my right knee. It got a little bit worse, and a little bit worse, and a little bit worse… and then five years later, when it had gotten to the point where I couldn’t pay attention in geography class because I was in constant pain from having to sit all day, I finally went to the doctor.
They told me the cartilage under my kneecap was worn down from overuse. It’s called chondromalacia patellae—also known as “runners knee.”
The thing is: When we were in races, and I was overwhelmed, I told my mom I wanted to stop. I told her I was in pain and I needed to slow down. I told her I didn’t like running.
And you know what she said to me?
“Suck it up.”
And I’m not saying “don’t tell your kids to exercise.” Your kids SHOULD exercise—not because of any bullshit weight reason or anything, but because they’re kids, and it’s good for them. Good for their bones, or whatever.
And I’m not saying “don’t exercise WITH your kids” either, because again, they should be exercising a little. And if you being there helps them stay motivated, that’s great.
What I am saying is: Listen to your kids. Trust that they know their own limits better than you do. Even if you think that they’re being over dramatic, or whiny, or whatever—don’t take the chance.
I’m 20 years old now. My knee still hurts. I have a whole suite of other, unrelated chronic conditions that would be improved if I exercised more. And I try to, I really do. But it’s kind of hard to do squats when just one makes your knee feel like it’s on fire for the rest of the week.
Listen. To. Your. Kids.
shaking myself (very gently) . being in pain takes a lot of energy!!!!!! being in pain is exhausting!!!!!!! you are not lazy or weak because you need to spend so much time resting, this is your body coping with how much pain you’re in literally 24/7!!!!!!!!!
I don’t love how this one came out but this mfer does have melted candle vibes and I love that
I am constantly fighting the urge to be horny on main and I just want you all to know how much restraint I exhibit on a daily basis
guys my dopamine in my brain dropped to like 0
Here is my boi Geordi, I will never draw him again because I literally only write about him, enjoy the one time you'll see him.
Also her with her glasses still because I love this game but did we REALLY need to do the whole “she takes off her glasses and she’s so confident and pretty” like can we just let a girl be nearsighted please
Bro the pizza is irrelevant, what matters is that you know you have inherent worth as a human being and that you deserve to be loved regardless of how productive you are or how hard you work. What matters is that you know YOU matter dude, like fr on god
Also yeah if you could pass me that last cheese slice that would be rad as hell actually
Dude for real though your worth as a human being is not dependent on how productive or “useful” you are. You could do nothing but lay in bed all today and you’d still be worthy of respect and care. Bro you are a living breathing human being and your life has inherent value. Like straight up you don’t have to do something impossible or world changing with your time on earth in order for you to matter. We are all specks of dust in the cosmos and the fact that you exist at all means you are important. Dude you don’t have to earn the right to live bro, like I swear bro, like no cap.
He/Him I 21Hi, I’m Lee! I draw stuff! And write stuff! And also I have severe chronic pain!
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