#exercise rest

[drmilindcom]

The Science of Recovery: Why Rest Days Are Just as Important as Workouts

Science of Recovery : Rest Days Are Just as Important as Workout days You’ve been crushing your workouts—lifting heavier, running farther, pushing harder. But despite your progress, you hit a wall. Your energy dips, your muscles ache constantly, and your performance plateaus. What’s missing? Rest days. Many fitness enthusiasts see recovery as “lazy” or unnecessary, but science tells a different…

[shawsimmer]

gone fishin' 🎣

[frownyalfred]

my dearly-held self-insert thing for the Batfamily is they’re highly trained gymnasts, athletes, fighters, etc etc, but even they despair when Bruce makes them do weighted Bulgarian Split Squats and I STAND by this

[scealaiscoite]

⋆˚࿔ safehouse prompts 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

¹⁾ “this place doesn’t look like much. i suppose that’s by design, right?”

²⁾ flinching at every gust of wind and rumble of tyres, thinking that the worst is finally about to happen

³⁾ having a nightmare so fitful about the events that’ve led them here that their protector runs to their side

⁴⁾ “nothing’s able to hurt you here.” “yeah. i’ve been hearing that a lot lately.”

⁵⁾ “i know you’re supposed to keep a close eye on me, but i think this is a little extreme.”

⁶⁾ growing faint from having been too anxious to eat for long stretches of time

⁷⁾ “so, how badly did you piss off your boss to get landed with this assignment?”

⁸⁾ trying to sweet-talk their protector(s) to allow them to leave the house, if only for a few minutes’ escape from their reality

⁹⁾ playing the same comfort movies and songs on repeat, to the point where everyone else becomes familiar with them

¹⁰⁾ “i’m here to protect you, asshole- stop making my life so goddamn difficult!”

¹¹⁾ becoming increasingly comfortable around their protector(s), to the point that they don’t realise it when lines start getting crossed

¹²⁾ sharing a bed out of necessity

¹³⁾ alternatively, sharing clothes out of necessity

¹⁴⁾ “when i came here, all i could think about was the day i’d get to leave - but lately, i’ve been avoiding thinking about it.”

¹⁵⁾ self-defence lessons borne out of boredom

[daily-odile]

sorry i was gone for a while i just got back from the mountains

[larabar]

moodboard

[oacest]

a selection of noel certified dilf pics from twxtter user noelcakes23

[gauntletqueen]

I don't think I've ever seen a ps5 or xbox one in person, so like, who cares, they're probably not even real

[beccawise7]

Rest the mind. Feed the soul. ✌️

~beccawise7 💜🖤

[kibby-reaper]

obviously

- mod kibby

[jojo-schmo]

I'm updating my personal ref sheets and it's really hitting me just how SMOL Kirby, Bandee, and Elfilis really are compared to the rest of the cast.

[wastedwastelandme]

I'm 50 pages in to Mansfield Park for the first time and in terms of Fanny Price's general health, education and well-being getting looked after, if anything at all happens to Edmund she is absolutely FUCKED

[studentbyday]

2025.

Please be good.

[emile-hides]

With the release of Chapter 4 I was once again tossing around my Poppy Playtime but the Protagonist is a Child AU and thought it was about time I drew out some of my monster death scenes

And then I realized CatNap is ridiculously hard to draw and quit so. Here's what I had done before the Cat struggle. I'll be back eventually though.

[rhiandoesfandom]

Exercise with fibromyalgia fucking sucks balls ass tit fuck.

Can't even FUCKING STRETCH WITHOUT FEELING LIKE I GOT HIT BY A CAR

[fictionadventurer]

When faced with the prompt to write an ekphrastic poem based on a painting, I came up with these two free-verse poems based on these religious artworks.

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The Annunciation by Fra Filippo Lippi

Before the sun was made I sang at the Almighty’s throne I have been sent to speak to those too weak to bear the face of God Prophets, warriors, kings All as nothing to one who has known His glory Yet here in Galilee one with no honor, riches, power, has with a Word become my Master’s mother

And I kneel

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The Mourning Madonna by Master of the Franciscan Crucifixes

The cry is silent His breath is gone The sun is dark I stand alone With nothing but a Seven-sword-pierced heart