said, "not to be politics/gossip guy but if you live in Ontario or something (which I feel like you do, but I don't know why??) then perhaps you could opine on ROBERTO FORDHAM*, hot mess mayor, if you have not done so already? *Name I (probably???) just made up, obvs Because like, what is that about. DO YOU HAVE THOUGHTS? Do you live in or near Toronto? Because apparently people in Toronto like to take pictures with him at a game of people doing things on what looks like a hockey field that grew mold pretending to be grass. Whatever sport that was. And people are of such different camps, like SOMEONE GET HIM TO REHAB UNTIL HE KNOWS WHAT HE'S SAYING and BOOOOO and OKAY BUT WHAT ABOUT HIS POLITICS WHICH ALSO SUCK, and DID CHARLIE SHEEN GET REALLY FAT??? and WHAT HAPPENED TO CHARLIE SHEEN ANYWAY? and like... idk, maybe it's already been done to death and/or is interminably boring, so you might have to work really hard to make this a topic worthy of discussion when comparable to favorite tropes, WHICH IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE TROPES, lolol twist ending!"
Okay, that was a long ask that basically boiled down to TALK ABOUT ROB FORD!!!! Which, I doubt there’s anyone in the world right now who doesn’t know who Rob Ford is, but in case you’ve been living under a rock or just plain don’t care, Rob Ford is the current (sort of??? no he definitely is, despite attempts otherwise) mayor of Toronto. Currently best known smoking crack cocaine and now (unfortunately) for some choice words about not eating some ladies pussy because he gets plenty to eat at home.
It's not too relevant anymore thank goodness it's not currently the top story of the world but ANYWAY here we go. "( lalalalaCollapse )
ANYWAY. I've been in a little funk lately, which is why I've fallen a little bit behind on the December posts, but I promise if I missed your day I haven't abandoned it! I will just fit you in later. I hope you can forgive me.
Like two weeks ago my dad asked me what I was doing in terms of workouts and, well, let me backtrack a little bit and say that my weight has always been a kind of touchy subject between myself and my parents, as I'm sure it is for all fat children. And like, when I was a kid I was very active! My parents always enrolled us in things and I did them and enjoyed them! but definitely part of my fatness is genetic, and sadly for my parents despite the fact that they got two super fit and active kids, some of my dad's genes got passed on to me. ANYWAY, it wasn't until university and afterwards that I've really succumbed to a life of sloth and gluttony, and if you've been following my monthly goals for the last three years that I've been doing it, you know it's something I've struggled with and ultimately failed at changing despite a want to.
SO my dad asked me what I was doing for exercise, and it was the first time in honest to god years either of my parents had commented on my weight. They've never said anything, but I am 99% sure there must have been a conversation between them at some point where they were just like WELL SHE'S AN ADULT SHE NEEDS TO MAKE HER OWN CHOICES and agreed to leave it alone, which I have definitely appreciated. So my dad asks me, and obviously when your parents ask you anything there's always that tiny part of you inside that is still a teenager and has that gut instinct to lie so they won't get mad so I was like oh yeah I'm just working out at home, which is SEMI TRUE because I HAVE been, just VERY RARELY. Dad was like you should join the gym your mom and I go to because I guess there's a discount for people who work at my bank AND THEN WE CAN WORK OUT TOGETHER!!!!!!! and despite the fact that I knew it was a good idea, and that I agreed I was just DREADING IT partially because there's still that teenage part of me inside that is like IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!!!!!! but I think more because I am embarrassed about how much I've let myself get out of shape and how much I weigh.
ANYWAY we went today and it was fine, despite my worries that my dad would be like YOU ARE A FAT DISGRACE and shame me, he was obviously really nice and encouraging and like YOU'LL GET BETTER!!!! IT'LL GET EASIER!!!!! and in a way that made me want to cry even more? anyway. It's kind of weird but actually I've felt like I was on the verge of being ready to really push myself to get back into shape the last month or two (never can it be said that I do things a second before I'm ready), and strangely enough I feel like reading hockey fic has been a part of that? It's just a lot of it centres around the fact that these guys use their bodies for their jobs and how hard they push themselves in training, etc. and it also just made me miss hockey and on a grander scale simply being a more active person.
Never let anyone tell you fandom can't create positive change in your life, haha. So yeah, I went this morning and even though my muscles are already killing me and it was SUPER OBVIOUS to both me and my dad how out of shape I am, like I said, he was really positive and encouraging, and I think it'll be good to have someone pushing me and encouraging me and actually forcing me to show up in the morning, hahaha.