funeralformyfat:

radicalmuscle:

ruggerwords:

ruggerally:

notjustrunnershigh:

she-kicks-she-throws:

hungryghoast:

Kacy Catanzaro: the first woman in history to qualify for Mt. Midoriyama.

I was telling some of my students last night (especially the ones somehow even smaller than I am, including two very badass ladies) to look this performance up cuz it is legit inspiring.

There were like FOUR places where her height required her to JUMP when taller competitors could REACH. So cool.

I just watched this last night, and she is incredible. 5’ tall, 100# flat and she beasts through the course even making it up the ramp in one run. She’s positively epic. Makes me want to look into freerunning clubs around here.

She is literally one of my favorite people and a huge inspiration to me. She might be a heck of a lot shorter than me (literally 10 inches shorter), but to do what she can takes some serious strength and endurance. I can’t do half of what she does today, but one day I will.

This is badass!!!!

Someone finally made it!

She is/was a beast!!!!

Ok. God Damn. I can only dream! Get it girl!

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on-my-way-to-swole:

The road so far..

1.  June 2012. When I started this whole shindig.About 140 lbs

2.  August 2012. 130 lbs.I went so hard that summer doing insanity and eating so clean. That summer was probably the cleanest I ever ate but I can guarantee you I was not eating nearly enough protein or carbs. I ate so much fruit, lots of oatmeal and very small portions of any sort of “junk.” I was feeling pretty confident at this time though, despite my lack of knowledge. This time it wasn’t that I was eating too little on purpose. I just assumed eating clean was good enough.

3. June 2013. No clue how much I weighed here. Last year was when I really started lifting. You can see some increase in muscle but not a ton. Once I got back to school after losing that weight I let up on my eating clean pretty quickly at the dinning hall and gained a little back. I then resorted back to my restricting a bit. I went through cycles of clean eating then not, then clean eating then not; so muscle gain was really hard because my body was like wtf are you doing. And honestly at this point, I didn’t know what the hell my goals were. I just didn’t want to “get fat.”

4. Nov. 2013. About 155 lbs here. Over the summer after the 3rd picture I lifted with my boyfriend a lot and followed his football workout schedule with him. It was based around the core lifts like squats, bench, hang cleans, etc. I started to put on some more mass because I wasn’t as strict on my diet at the time. All summer I just ate what I could when I could because I worked either at the farm or farmstand all day or sometimes both.

5. This picture is from the end of March this year (2014) and I have to say I am finally finding my groove. I’ve hit some really rough patches with stress this year because its my first year of grad school and it always correlates with my body image. In January I started IIFYM and I revamped my lifting routine to actually fit my goals. Do I have abs? No, but I’m making gains so much faster than I ever have before because I’m finally accepting that I need to eat, and eat a lot. It’s so hard to accept a concept like that when you’ve feared gaining weight your entire life.

I don’t have this super duper spectacular transformation. But I value this journey so much. I’ve learned so much about my body, so much about who I am and I’m falling in love with my body. To finally do so after about 16 or so years of hating it is amazing.  In no way am I devaluing other peoples transformations, but I’m glad I didn’t change over night, and that I have a long ways to go because I’ve learned so much and I know I will continue to do so.

Fear of gaining weight your entire life…yes yes yes! I’ve recently started lifting heavy and it’s so hard to realize you gotta eat more!

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jennieintechnicolour:

this looks wonderful and terribly expensive. sob sob sob

unfortunately  :( $$$

jennieintechnicolour:

this looks wonderful and terribly expensive. sob sob sob

unfortunately  :( $$$

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Wearing black when I workout! Yeahhh :)

levanna:

crossfitters:

Beauty and Sexy Fit. Lauren Fisher by Ynot Digital Photography

Day 319: I am still not Lauren Fisher.

I want a back like hers

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livefreelivefit:

Rahn
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1-800-fitness:

fitblr with inspiration, motivation, food + tips!

!!!! That smoothie looks delicious

1-800-fitness:

fitblr with inspiration, motivation, food + tips!

!!!! That smoothie looks delicious

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justgetfitter1:

stayin-fit:

simplyshrinking:

liftheavyshit-and-kickass:

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.

I fucking love this. So right.

This fucking post. So much yes!

Needed to see this so badly right now

I really needed to read this after last night!

justgetfitter1:

stayin-fit:

simplyshrinking:

liftheavyshit-and-kickass:

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.

I fucking love this. So right.

This fucking post. So much yes!

Needed to see this so badly right now

I really needed to read this after last night!

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