#alcohol and exercise

[thenewsinfinite]

How Alcohol Affects Weight Loss: What You Need to Know + 7 Surprising Truths

How alcohol affects weight loss, learn the science behind booze and body fat. Discover 7 surprising truths and tips to stay on track. Introduction: Alcohol and Weight Loss—A Complicated Relationship Let’s face it—most of us enjoy the occasional drink. Whether it’s wine with dinner, a beer during a game, or a cocktail at a party, alcohol is a part of social life. But if you’re trying to lose…

[ddakhun]

[tozettastone]

I think many, many things I tell myself, especially with regard to budgeting stuff that has to form part of a routine, are along the lines of, "But I could just [do this laborious thing that would definitely be more optimal]."

Indeed, usually I could just do that thing.

Buuut... there are many things we all collectively "could just do," and we don't do them, because the question that actually really matters is "but will I do that?"

People say it about exercise all the time: the best exercise is the one you'll actually do. But I think it is also true of, like, what groceries you buy and your daily habits and stuff. For example, I could mix my own grain free granola. It would be a bigger outlay of cash initially, but ultimately about half the price per serve when compared with the one I actually use. (I actually know someone who does this already! They are... very dedicated.)

However... I know I will absolutely not do that. If I tell myself I am, whoa, so totally definitely going to do that, I will in all probability end up buying a $6 GF protein bar at 7-eleven at 8:30AM on a Monday morning instead.

Likewise, a second example: I could do my budget assuming I will never purchase another coffee from a cafe because I know they're an absurd expense I don't really need. This is true, but I know it will not stop me from buying one when a workmate says, "Oh my god, that meeting was a horrorshow, let's go grab a coffee and get some fresh air." Yes I WILL want to take a little walk down to a coffee shop and get a coffee. I know myself and I will be so weak to this.

For me, it is better to say, "This month I can swap out an actual physical book for a free classic from Project Gutenberg," and know that's basically 4 coffees. A free classic from Project Gutenberg is something I know I will actually read. (I am currently very slowly making my way through The King In Yellow by Robert W Chambers.)

It's never perfect. But I think this kind of self knowledge is so important to figuring out my budget and routine. Maybe in another life I will be a creature of perfect behavioural discipline, driven only by pure self optimisation. I rather doubt it, though. (⁠｡⁠•́⁠︿⁠•̀⁠｡⁠)

[persimminwrites]

yes madame de fer. whatever you say madame de fer :)

[seagull-scribbles]

♠️♣️ Play your card ♥️♦️

[haredjarris]

had a completely perfect weekend. sex. espresso martinis. therapy. takeaway. TV. beers. outdoor time. reading. journaling. running. home cooked meals. all chores done.

winning against my brain is hard but i love my life!

[ilkkawhat]

not that i have the opportunity to even do it right now of course since i’m at work, but just like alan has graffiti in the dark place screaming “don’t write” i think i need something plastered around with “don’t drink”

[confetti-critter]

today is so epic awesomes i went for a bike ride and then I layed in my hammock listening to the wind thru the trees and then i made a yummy dinner and I got a cider and I'm gunna soak in the tubbbbbbb i love my fridays i love you as well!!

[fingertipsmp3]

Currently looking at photos of myself from when I was in my early 20s and crying at how beautiful I was and how I was completely oblivious to it. I don’t recommend this as an activity btw

[dolcinos]

LOVE the idea of a drunken Alfred going on a binge after a few weeks of dieting. He’s teetering on the edge of mobility before the diet, and just barely getting his massive ass around with a walker… before he gets feverish, craving a sugar bomb and squeezing his fat ass into *the* most awkward uber ride of his life… until after his binge, and literally rolls out of the car in front of Arthur, pathetically watching the driver watch in awkward horror… especially when he notices Arthur’s… interesting aura about the whole situation.

his cravings had started the first week and have just gotten worse ever since. after three weeks it is literally so unbearable that it has him folding LOL. he can usually force himself to have some willpower through the torturous diet and starvation methods he’s used to, but once alcohol comes into the picture it’s absolutely over. he folds big time. alfred is tipsy and ranting over the phone to arthur about how much he hates this diet, and screw it, he’s going to go out to a swanky dessert place at 10pm and eat his heart out!

i like to think that outside of the countryside/south, alfred spends a great majority of time in NYC which is very walkable in the city! so just imagine how pathetic it is that he’s calling an uber just to get down the block to the bodega on the corner these days!!!! literally not even a far walk at all but his legs start screaming and turn to jello just from walking a few feet, so it’s totally out of the question.

alfred’s hunger can overpower that humiliation ritual though. like, he shakily takes his very sturdy titanium walking cane and heaves his fat ass outside his house for the first time in a long time, he seriously can’t remember the last time he went out since all he does it order constant food deliveries…

the driver is literally sweating seeing alfred’s massive form approach, LMAO. maybe not sweating as much as 750lb alfred is, wobbling over very slowly with his cane, crossing the sidewalk to the curb where a very old silver honda civic is waiting for him. it’s trouble just to try and force one of his fat, rolly, lipedema-filled legs in, and even then— dude is taking up the entire back row of the little car. the bumper is kissing the ground, the tires are screeching, the suspension is fucked. alfred’s ass had been so jiggly and huge that it’s a wonder he even squeezed in. it took plenty of sucking in, and his double rolled belly is pushed up firmly against both the driver seat and passenger seat as he sits taking up the whole row…but he’s wedged in. fucking finally!

all of this strain is worth it to eat his precious chocolates and whipped cream and cakes again! nevermind the fact that he’s already winded and breathing heavy like a woman in labor. arthur is meeting him there and alfred just has to binge. his body is itching for it, his lardy heart literally pounding in anticipation (arousal!)

alfred nearly trips and falls over himself when he finally squishes out of the uber. arthur has to help him and the driver certainly doesn’t miss the way that arthur is very eagerly grabbing every bit of fat in order to “get alfred out of the car.” and how he licks his lips, too!

but at least alfred tips the guy well for his troubles!

sidenote— i just know arthur loves to see him try to squish into small places. in fact he does it on purpose most of the time, like meeting alfred at a restaurant and purposefully having reserved a booth, or taking him out to a pub that he knows has very narrow doorways… even better that he can frame those situations as wanting to humiliate alfred for getting so obese :) that is the aura: arthur framing it as poking fun of the guy like always when in actuality he’s hard as fuck underneath his trousers.

[kaurwreck]

fav chuuya trivia: he’s a lightweight and a wine collector. combine it with the fact that poisons a weakness for him, ability wise, and too much alcohol is in fact poison. he chooses that often.

bonus: combine that with the fact that dazai’s coming of age came with going to a bar, and i don’t know what that means

anon cause shy

Untitled I. My dear, even though you treat me kindly, I'm stubborn. After we parted last night, I went drinking and berated some weakling. This morning, Waking up, I remember your kindness And sadly reflect on my vile behavior. And now, I, a total fraud, will here confess that, without shame, Stripped of all dignity, and therefore lacking honesty— I was urged on by my own illusions, raving mad. [...] III. In this world we sadly live in like this, your heart— Don't let it grow stubborn my dear Because I hope for intimacy with you Your heart— don't let it grow stubborn my dear.

[Excerpted from Poems of the Goat, written by Chuuya Nakahara, translated by Ry Beville]

[misseyres]

okay vibe cleanse since im done being petty! today i put away laundry and met with my russian teacher to catch up on missed coursework and had the energy to listen to an audiobook for the first time in days aaaand even did a little exercise for the first time since I bruised my tailbone last week. plus i made one of my favorite soups and took an everything shower!! now im watching jedi survivor playthru with a candle burning wearing my eras t shirt and sipping scotch. good things etc ✨✨

[miabria]

It’s been a very productive year for my art, but I still think there’s lots of room for growth! Thank you everyone who has supported me through likes and reblogs. If you want some cool lil things to help ring in the new year, be sure to check out my webstore linked in my pinned post for some neat keychains I made 😉

I love you all and I’m excited for what’s to come for my art in this upcoming year! 💜🌟💜

[wheretheeternalare]

third year in a row where i go into my birthday party in already poor physical condition and then the experience of partying just absolutely destroys me and i have to spend the weekend lying around recuperating

[puckpocketed]

nothing, and i truly mean NOTHING, will stop me from randomly becoming invested in a team. you're telling me vegas had SPARKLING JERSEYS this whole time? they got a flappy wiggly jumpy guy in net??

[mishkakagehishka]

No but the funny part of it is that i need to actually gain muscle to like keep my joints snug where they belong. I'm gonna have to become a muscle mommy before i can be a literal mommy.