You ever have those days where you just lei around and are lei-zy all day?
When I workout, I sweat like there’s no tomorrow. Five minutes post-warm-up and I am already starting to look like I've peed my pants. Even my knee cap sweat! I use to be super self-conscious about it (OMG! Are people staring at my ass sweat?). Even though I loved all the bright, fun, colorful leggings, I exclusively wore black ones in my effort to try and downplay just how excessive my perspiration was. Well, a couple of years ago I said ’fuck it.’ Sweating when you workout is HEALTHY! It is NORMAL! Sweating during exercise is your body's way of trying to keep your temperature stable, and if you are drinking water the way you should be, YOU WILL SWEAT. So, ladies and gentlemen, embrace your sweaty ass self and wear whatever makes you feel powerful AF for you workouts. Life is about using the whole box of crayons, not just the black one!
Интересный факт :
Все люди, с которыми у меня близкие отношения, просто боготворят фиолетовый цвет. Как и я😅
Не знаю, может, это как-то связано с тем, что все мы относимся к стихии воды ?💜
Oookay, So you guys know I'm pretty direct and forward but I also don't want to give my youth or older fans the wrong impression so I tried to do this as tasteful as possible. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••A fan asked me a question... "Hey Carl Max. My question is do you have any tattoos; and if so where is the most secretive spot"? J.D ___________________________________________________________________Well J.D Here you go... Guess it's not a secret anymore.. 🙈🙉🙊•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• #natureboy #noshame #dontjudgechallenge #confidence #putting #myself #out #man #bluraycollection #butt #nextquestion
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Then stay the hell away from my tribe".!.
I will always be me.
I just want you to know me.. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• NO one has the right to tell me what to do, what to say, how too love and who to love! •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• #stopbullying
and influence just one person to just be themselves and then watch how much they will start to love everyone and everything around them. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• #truth #dj #rave #mylife #picoftheday #plur #dance #trance #gayedm #edm #gay #love #music #str8 #gay #bi #transgender #questioning #single
An immaculately concepted sign perfectly placed in my view on my way to work or simply a transit maintenance doorway board up? 🤷
12 Weeks Postpartum
I KNEW MOTHERHOOD WOULD REQUIRE SACRIFICES.... BUT CHOCOLATE?
I heard that some babies do not react well to certain foods while breastfeeding. Things that might be a bit harder on their system to process like milk, spicy foods, egg, fish/seafood, peanut or tree nuts, wheat or other grains, and gassy foods such as broccoli, onions, brussels sprouts, cauliflower, and cabbage.
So I went into breast-feeding with an open mind. I did not limit myself to any specific types of food, and just waited to see how he reacted.
Early on I noticed he had he unpleasant reaction when I eat bell peppers. (Any color) And he became colicky when I was eating broccoli and brussels sprouts. So I knew I had a cut all of those out.😞 struggling to figure out how to still eat clean without eating my favorite vegetables, I started reaching for a protein bar to keep my calories up and stay on track. A few days after eating a few protein bars, it became clear that they were making him fussy and wide-awake. Thinking it was the extra protein. I stopped eating them. Still wanting to keep my calories and protein intake up. I reach for some trail mix. Only to find that he was still having the same reaction. After a few short weeks of trial and error it became clear that the only link was chocolate. The chocolate coating on my protein bars, the M&Ms in the trail mix, and all the other subtle chocolate that I was consuming. For the baby, I knew I had to cut out chocolate from my diet. It was making him fussy and wide-awake. Turns out due to my lack of caffeine in my diet, the amount of caffeine that is in chocolate was keeping him up, and for some reason not settling in his stomach in a nice way making him fussy.
So here I am pretty much three months in to my postpartum journey without my good friend, chocolate! 😞 Really truly learning what it means to sacrifice the things you love for the one you love! ❤️😘
It might be a long hard breast-feeding journey without chocolate, but I wouldn’t trade my child for anything.
Comp weight stone run or slightly more
130-140-150-160-170 to 1.3m.
2 more weeks to try to improve on this and everything else but I’m very happy to be hitting comp weight on events, when in the past I was never strong enough and had to wing it on the day 😅😅.
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It is so much easier for me to explain a broken foot than to explain a depressed heart. No one wants to acknowledge a brain can be “broken” too. I’ve had more people appear concerned, like truly concerned, wishing me quick RECOVERY and how sorry they are to see I am physically broken and how hard it must be to come to work, this week. Other than my husband, my mother, and a select few others, NO ONE has asked how I am mentally and expected/wanted an answer other than “I’m ok, I’m fine, Doing ok!”. I understand, it’s still taboo. I understand it is an unknown territory, uncharted waters. I understand because that is my normal. My brain happens to be wired a little wrong and unable to make some pretty important chemicals. That though, that is still an illness. I handle it EVERY.SINGLE.SECOND of my life. I understand that my “normal” is hard. So hard most people can’t even fathom living that way - it isn’t something they can see after all. I don’t know any different though, but that doesn’t make it any less valid. My illness is real. I did not choose this illness much like a person with cancer didn’t choose to have that battle. This illness chose me; it has almost taken me down on more than one occasion, but I rose from the deep darkness. I rise. I am capable. I am brave. I am not alone.
YOU ARE NOT ALONE. . . .
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Honesty & Vulnerability Time...⬇️
I have struggled a lot with my body image over the years. 10 years ago was the start of an intense eating disorder. Luckily for me, I received help, recovered after just a few years, and can happily say that I’ve been in “remission” for a while now. I believe that an eating disorder is an addiction that never truly goes AWAY completely...but you can certainly get help, learn to fight against it, and live a happy and healthy life (as I have been so fortunate to do). However...the body image scrutiny is a part that continues to be difficult, despite the lack of disordered eating behaviors. Especially in the culture we live in, it is hard to not be constantly striving for self-improvement and try to be better, feel better, LOOK better. Don’t get me wrong...I am all for self-improvement and I do love nutrition, exercise, and working to become a healthier version of myself. But it is so important to be okay with who you are in the current moment, too...to be okay with how you look. Starting to weight train for the first time in my life, along with working to balance my hormones and restore my period (part of me wonders if one of the reasons I lost it in the first place was due to being borderline underweight), is bringing about some external changes for my body. I am not used having any muscle; I am just used to being thin. I am not used to weighing what I weigh right now, even though I KNOW that muscle weighs more than fat. But I am learning to accept it. I am learning to enjoy it and appreciate my body for all that it does for me. I am choosing to work WITH my body, not against it. The process of body acceptance and self-love is freaking hard but I am working on it every.single.day. One of the reasons I wanted to become a therapist was to help others struggling with similar issues, and I am VERY passionate about the topic of health — physical health of course, but also mental health, because the way that we speak to ourselves is so important. I just wanted to share this to be real and authentic and show that we all have our own struggles that we are working through. Nobody is perfect. But as time goes on, it CAN get easier. ✌