As a child I never heard one woman say to me, “I love my body.” Not my mother, my elder sister, my best friend. No one woman has ever said, “I am so proud of my body.” So I make sure to say it to Mia, because a positive physical outlook has to start at an early age.
Kate Winslet, speaking about her daughter.  (via thatkindofwoman)

butimstillbeautiful:

"Only 5 percent of women have the type of body we see on billboards and in TV commercials. The "Expose" project wants you to see the remaining 95 percent.” (Huffington Post Article)

Tell me something.

When was the last time you opened up your browser and saw a beautiful image of a body shape that looked just like yours?

When was the last time you saw an image of skin markings that looked just like yours?

When was the last time you saw an image of breasts that looked just like yours? An ass that looked just like yours? Scars that looked just like yours? A belly that looked just like yours? 

Reblogged from moaninglisasmile

arunnerforever:

runningonoatmeal:

deadliftsandbeers:

Props to you all that can run for miles. I get winded climbing a flight of stairs.

apparently the more fit you are the more easily you are winded by going up a flight of stairs because your heart race increases faster since your body is better at acclimating itself to the extra energy exerted by going up the stairs (don’t know if its entirely true but ive always believed it)

There’s a reason for my struggle with stairs?!

healthiie:

Ok.
Stop.
Take a deep breath and put your thinking cap on.
I’m going to hit you with some wisdom, k?
Take your weight loss calorie goal, and just toss that number out the window. We’re not going to talk about that right now. We’re going to talk about that minor (or major) freak out we sometimes have when we’re having a really good week, eating really well, then we lose our damn minds and stuff our faces with delicious delicious junk food.
2000 calories is about what your body needs to maintain your weight and keep all your organs doing all those lovely keeping you alive things that they do. Your body burns all those calories at rest. That means that while you’re sitting on your ass, walking to the fridge and back, scrolling through tumblr, etc etc.. your body is making you breathe and make new cells and shit and burns those 2000 calories.
To gain a single pound, you’d have to eat another 3500 calories on top of those 2000. Thats 5500 calories. 5500 calories is a fucking lot of calories, okay? Lets take a look at what 5500 calories looks like.
One slice of a large pepperoni pizza from pizza hut is 330 calories. You’d have to eat a little over 2 entire large pepperoni pizzas to hit 5500 calories.
One crunchy taco from taco bell is 170 calories. To eat 5500 calories, you’d have to eat 32 tacos.
One double cheeseburger from mcdonalds is 440 calories. 12 of those is 5500 calories.
21 cheetos are 160 calories. 714 cheetos are 5500 calories.
Was whatever junk you ate probably a bad choice health-wise? Probably.
Did you ruin all your progress? No.
Did you even eat enough to gain an entire whole pound? Nooope.
Are you going to survive, drink some water, go for a walk or run in the morning, and forgive yourself? Yep. You are.
Know why?
Cause shit happens.
But we move on, and we stay determined, and we get fucking results because thats how bad we want it. You started this journey, and you’re going to finish it. One bump in the road is just that. A little bump in your road.
So, k. Stop freaking out. Forgive yourself. You had a bad night but you’re going to make better choices next time. Now go drink that glass of water, take an advil, do some exercise, and remember that you’re a badass fitblr too full of determination to have any room for fucks to give.

healthiie:

Ok.

Stop.

Take a deep breath and put your thinking cap on.

I’m going to hit you with some wisdom, k?

Take your weight loss calorie goal, and just toss that number out the window. We’re not going to talk about that right now. We’re going to talk about that minor (or major) freak out we sometimes have when we’re having a really good week, eating really well, then we lose our damn minds and stuff our faces with delicious delicious junk food.

2000 calories is about what your body needs to maintain your weight and keep all your organs doing all those lovely keeping you alive things that they do. Your body burns all those calories at rest. That means that while you’re sitting on your ass, walking to the fridge and back, scrolling through tumblr, etc etc.. your body is making you breathe and make new cells and shit and burns those 2000 calories.

To gain a single pound, you’d have to eat another 3500 calories on top of those 2000. Thats 5500 calories. 5500 calories is a fucking lot of calories, okay? Lets take a look at what 5500 calories looks like.

  • One slice of a large pepperoni pizza from pizza hut is 330 calories. You’d have to eat a little over 2 entire large pepperoni pizzas to hit 5500 calories.
  • One crunchy taco from taco bell is 170 calories. To eat 5500 calories, you’d have to eat 32 tacos.
  • One double cheeseburger from mcdonalds is 440 calories. 12 of those is 5500 calories.
  • 21 cheetos are 160 calories. 714 cheetos are 5500 calories.

Was whatever junk you ate probably a bad choice health-wise? Probably.

Did you ruin all your progress? No.

Did you even eat enough to gain an entire whole pound? Nooope.

Are you going to survive, drink some water, go for a walk or run in the morning, and forgive yourself? Yep. You are.

Know why?

Cause shit happens.

But we move on, and we stay determined, and we get fucking results because thats how bad we want it. You started this journey, and you’re going to finish it. One bump in the road is just that. A little bump in your road.

So, k. Stop freaking out. Forgive yourself. You had a bad night but you’re going to make better choices next time. Now go drink that glass of water, take an advil, do some exercise, and remember that you’re a badass fitblr too full of determination to have any room for fucks to give.

Reblogged from fit-fab-fun