Sometimes I wonder, when I see younger people getting upset over an issue to the point of hatred for entire groups of people, are they seeing something previous generations have not? Are they just using the built up anger of previous generations as their spring board and making the next logical step? Have their life experiences not made them into cynics yet or have they not had enough life experience to be fully informed on an issue?
Because these are never issues I personally have any real insight on I don’t pass judgment. But I wonder, and that also makes me think does the answer to those questions change over time, no matter the actual actions taken?
Though, come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever asked the same questions about racist or biggoted people. Maybe that’s because I see their views as inherently wrong and illogical, where as the issues I’ve seen younger people get fired up about usually come from a place of oppression and being fed up with systemic inequality. The racist/bigots people are the ones trying to do the oppressing and in my experience older.
The end hatred of entire groups of people is the same though.
Does that make the people on the sidelines part of the problem? Once we’re past that irrational fired up over anything stage, do we take too long to take real action? Are we more strategic or just apathetic?
Maybe it’s because I do support people fighting out against oppression and I want them to succeed in real, meaningful, global ways. I want to do my part to help, but I’m also in that group they hate. It’s not something I can change and I don’t appreciate being grouped in wide brush strokes. And as an individual I know they don’t hate me and logically they know it’s not everyone.
When they speak out, It’s not about me and I need to keep that in my mind. Not all of their points are logical or valid but that doesn’t mean some of them aren’t and should be discounted enmass.
Ok dick with the black lab & terrier mix, can you control your fucking dogs? While mine gets along with lots of dogs in the complex but he hates any black dogs.
I was trying to put on his leash on but your impolite little monsters decided to stick their little noses into our treat bag and all up in his very obviously anxious face. Make them back the fuck up. We are trying to leave and he is doing his t-rex (snarling and snapping included) impression because he does not like your dog. He is afraid of your dog, and I can’t even attempt to get him to calm down while your dog is up in our business.
I can’t even leave the park because your terrier monster won’t go away. Put down your fucking phone and handle your shit.
I love food, I also love to cook and eat. I can put away a decent amount for a smaller person. This and being lazy and having a desk job with little opportunity to move around during the day lead to being slightly overweight. I wasn’t comfortable with myself, mostly because I felt terrible doing things I liked to do. I don’t need to lose alot of weight to be in a healthy range, but because I like food, am lazy, and dont move around much it makes it much harder to do.
Things I’ve changed to get healthy have been joining fitness classes that are fun with people I like. I work out 3x a week for 1-2 hours each depending on the day (total 5 hours a week). And by workout I mean dance, boot camp, stretching and a toning class. I’ve restricted what I eat most days to a range that will allow me to lose weight or at least not gain any. Being short and not super active this ends up being 1300-1700 calories depending on if I’m working out or not. And by restrict I mean, eat in moderation whatever I want. Usually this excludes fast food or lots of desserts, usually. Some days I eat half a plate of blondies and move on with my life.
Here is the thing that people might think I’m weird for doing. I weigh most of my food. Down to the gram. (I log it in fitbit which is not weird for most people.) But I recently got a new scale to keep in my purse. I am very excited about it, but telling other people about it might just get me weird looks. It’s taken me years to get down to close to normal weight range. And it seems since everyone seems to have shifted their view of how normal looks, I get some looks if I talk about weight or eating on a somewhat restricted diet. This shit is hard and I can’t imagine what other people go to to lose more.
This is my pocket food scale. I use it to teach myself normal portion sizes and keep track of how many calories I eat.
The color coat dries really fast. Even if the top coat doesn’t last 14 days the speed might be worth it.
Ok, I’ve been a little lax on eating what I should on the weekend. And now that I live within walking distance to alot of great places to eat and have a good local beer, it’s just been harder to stay eating healthy. The good thing is that I have not gained weight, even on vacation where I read by the pool for a week. But I’m still considered overweight and I still have an unhealthy body fat percentage. I know getting back to a more regimented way of eating will be especially hard during the end of the year with all the tempting holiday goodies all over the place. Why not start now though? By the time the new year rolls around it will be a habit and that’s a good way to start a year.
Things I’ve started: not eating like a football player on the weekend, taking some extra vitamins, and making sure I go to my fitness classes every week.
I don’t especially think the vitamins are necessary, but they can’t hurt. I eat fruits and vegetables like I’m supposed to, lean meat and mostly good fats. But my nails and hair have always been fine and brittle so if it helps them, why not.
Here goes nothing.
I did these Sunday. They are chipped and have paint on them but are still good enough for work.
No added sugar September was a bust. No real reason, lack of motivation or something.
Vacation was a success and we came back very relaxed.
Fall has set in and I’m not appreciating the cold. I should buy more sweaters.