Don't you just absolutely fucking hate it when you look up references of fat people for your art, and you find more fatphobic jokes and AI pictures than actual refs ? I'm sick of this shit.
If anyone knows of a website or google doc or whatever with fat people in different poses, I'd be so grateful if you sent it to me 🙏
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hi angels 🤍 so I’ve decided to start again my weight loss journey! Also I had a knee surgery some months ago but I’m finally allowed to do ballet again!
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I remember the time I tried to fit in with the girls in primary school by forcing myself to be a horse girl like them. I liked horses well enough (tho I was and still am a bit scared of them. big animals who's cues and movements I'm bad at interpreting) and loved the novels and other horse themed trinkets I'd get in the Pony Club subscription box I begged my mother to get for me, collecting Schleich horse figurines was fun as well, even had the stables and all
my parents never allowed me to go to actual horseback riding classes tho, the usual reasoning being I'd not stick to it anyway and it'd be a huge waste of what little money we had. and turns out just liking the same things as the girls didn't cut it. I didn't have the necessary social skills to get along with them anyway.
I kinda miss that phase of my life sometimes, mostly the reading tbh. I'm 100% viewing it through heavily rose-coloured glasses, but there were some good moments for sure.
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A Fat Girl With Weak Ankles
That was almost the name of the blog because, let’s be real, I’m a fat girl with weak ankles.
However, I decided to go with Dances with Fatness instead. Because I’m a fat lady, nearly 30 years old, who has signed up for adult beginner ballet class. I think I can tell you exactly why I did it:
1) I danced for 10-ish years as a child. I danced ballet, jazz, tap, lyrical, and hip hop. My mom loved dance and danced in her prime and definitely wanted me to be the girl who could pirouette with grace and elegance. I danced until I fell out of love with my body.
2) I’ve been thinking about signing up for dance since college. College is supposed to be the time where you experiment and try new things. However, I went to music school. Fellow music majors, especially music education majors, will know that they lock in your schedule pretty tight right from the get-go. I never got to experiment with other classes (except equine science, don’t worry, I’m getting to that section of my reasoning). So now as an adult lady with her own income and a masters degree in music, I’m finally going to experiment with new things.
3) I’m a horse girl. I’ve been riding since I was 3. I have a whole other blog dedicated to my horse-y journey (www.threeredhorses-blog.tumblr.com). My current mount, Blondie, has been my main girl since May of 2021. She brought me confidence, joy, and a reason to engage in positive movement for the first time in a very long time. However, Labor Day of 2022 she presented with lameness that we are still trying to treat and trying to manage. If we can’t manage her lameness, she will have to be retired. And I can’t afford two horses. So I need another hobby, another movement activity, to keep me motivated and happy.
4) Why am I so persistent about movement? Because I’m in recovery for an eating disorder. While I was diagnosed in college, I didn’t seek treatment until August of 2020. I attended a 10 week intensive outpatient treatment where I learned so much, met one of my very best friends, and worked towards being in recovery. While I have been in recovery since treatment ended, that doesn’t mean I haven’t had slips and slides along the way. After Thanksgiving break I realized I felt a bit out of whack - my priorities were wonky, my days were wonky, my nights were wonky... I was wonky. So starting in December I decided to really refocus on what makes me feel good. I love my job, I’m working through the anxiety and depression from Blondie’s injury, and I just need self care. I’m back to doing 20 to 30 minutes of yoga a day, I walk my dog when the Nebraska winter weather allows it, but I just felt like I needed more.
So dance is becoming my more. Today is Friday, my first dance class is on Monday. I have my ballet slippers. I’m already mentally planning my outfit for the first class. Follow this blog to learn what I learn about ballet, incorporating movement into recovery, finding new hobbies as an adult, overcoming grief and hardship and potential loss, and more.
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