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That is a Majestical Beast
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So cold She put her uggs on
Honest Advice On Relationships And Life In General By This Balloon Artist
"I try to make commentary about, or poke fun at, social media. The balloons were a social media trope often used in bridal showers and gender reveals, so they were a natural progression of that idea. I love the contrast of profound, funny, or challenging quotes spelled in silly balloons. And since another common cliche is endless selfies, I tend to put myself in most of the photos. They often make people cringe, but the cringe is the point,“ Michael told Bored Panda.
I love these so much. Needed to hear more than one of them.
Thought I would put this update here. I'm almost at my goal and if you told me this time last year I would be here I wouldn't have believed you. But I did it. Again. And this time I'll try not to fall off the maintenance wagon.
I last did this in 2012 where I felt my best and healthiest and I just put it all back on getting comfortable with my life and while I never hated how I looked or anything. I just felt like I had fat to lose and I could do better. So here I am.
If anyone still reads this 🤷🏻♀️ Hope you're all well.
Of course no travel this year so won't be many posts. Though it may give us some time to explore the UK.
Tumblr, Fall Class of 2010.
I miss the “golden era” of Tumblr. For me, that’s the people who joined Tumblr around the time of Fall 2010-Spring 2011.
I miss the days when everyone was traveling to destinations to meet up with a bunch of “randoms they met on the Internet” and had a blast. I travelled to Conway fricking Arkansas to run a half marathon and wore a t-shirt with Zoolander on it. I watched a guy take on “The Burrito Challenge” in which he ate three or something burritos and ran miles or laps (I forget). I enjoyed following along as another guy in California ran six marathons in six months. I donated to St. Jude’s because some people ate a ridiculous amount of pancakes. I ran a Christmas 5k with an introvert and proceeded to eat her pancakes << not an euphemism. We made friends in Chicago…and had a hell of a time running that marathon. We ran and worked out…we put lip sync videos together. I made bad song parodies. We read about a couple of Brits “coming to America”. Wbaw sold some t-shirts. People did epic shit.
If you were not on Tumblr during that era I’m sorry. You really missed out. Sure, people are still doing epic things but I miss a lot of those people. I miss those stories. I miss those people. But like all good things…they have to come to an end. I think Tumblr is a place for people to go, figure some shit out, and move on. It’s like a cross between college and rehab. You come do your crazy shit, talk through it, work stuff out, then you graduate and move on. You may one back from time to time but it’s not the same. You’re the alumnus to a fresh group of people who are “the new class”. They have their own thing and their own jokes…and all we can do is say “remember the time when __________?”
Maybe I’m just feeling nostalgic. Maybe it’s that Tumblr has changed. It was easier then. Whatever it is, to me…it’s not the same. I’m not leaving (just yet), but it’s no longer what it used to be.
I feel like you wrote this in my stead… like you guest blogged for my brain.
Tumblr 10’-12’ was so much a part of life with friends, influence, encouragement, support… I even met my wife from tumblr. (Imagine how that would have gone if we didn’t have replies @staff? It wouldn’t. You could be preventing a future tumblr marriage right now. Insert appropriate ‘for shame’ gif here.)
I can’t say my slow fall from tumblr is because the community has changed so much - it’s not the same as it was and that’s life - but it’s mostly because of me. I’ve changed. I’m not doing my part. I miss the guy I was then as much as I miss all the tumblrs that were a part of helping that me through a tough journey to a place of health and happiness.
To be honest - I need it again. I feel like I’m back at square 1… but it’s different now. I know the path. What’s ahead. The struggle busses to come. The abandoned wagons. The group wagons. The wagons with the little girl raging out of control, down a hill and into the woods. The milestones… it doesn’t make it easier. It’s like beating a game then playing it again on the harder difficulty setting (for my nerds).
While it will be another long, tough journey, it’ll never be as fun as it was circa 10’-12’… making friends and writing peace songs because some tumblrs are tough to win over and going to meet ups to run and never to just get together and hangout and driving hours and hours to hop in a car and drive more hours with people you’ve never met to meet more people you’ve never met yet it all feels like friends you’ve known for years and crazy Boston lady run and jump hug you like it’s your best friend you’ve never met… but maybe it’s time for something new. Not better, but maybe just different and hopefully just as good.
Maybe it’s tumblr. Maybe it’s not. Either way, we’ll always have tumblr 10’-12’. And for what it’s worth for those of you still out there, thanks. It was the best. Let’s do it again.
I think I was supposed to reblog this a few days ago? I tried to think of something to add but I can’t. It was what it was, is what it is, and will be what it will be. Co-signed. (PS @staff GET IT TOGETHER WITH THE REPLIES/COMMENTS ALREADY).
I was too far and too poor (grad student) to attend these great meetups, but I loved experiencing them as part of that community. I miss what was. I’m hoping we might find a way to rebuild some of that (replies would help with that, @staff). Until then, I’m going to keep writing about my fitness journey and about my life.
I’m going to chime in now, since I’ve seen this post circulating over the past few days.
Class of ‘10-‘12 were definitely the golden years for me. I was getting ready to graduate college, “start a new chapter” by doing TurboFIRE and posting daily “wellness”-es to help everyone in their own ventures.
After reading several people’s posts, I was inspired to start running and eventually train for my first half marathon. In that process I met some “IRL” friends whose friendships are still ongoing, though they have left the tumblr-verse (here’s looking at you: Maggie, Jenn & Emily!) and even Colorado. That hasn’t stopped us from staying in communication and getting visits in foreign countries!
I got so much support from the tumblr-world in my races: 5ks, 10ks, triathlons and half marathons (even the random zumba and lip sync videos. Look them up on my archive, they’re still there @operation225). Any time I refer to my blog, I refer to you all as my friends ( @nikkiagain, you’ll always be my Fitblr BFF!). Because of the support, I was able to lose 27.2 lbs and finish all of those races.
Then….VEGAS. I met “the Brits”, I met Devon aka “the girl who ran around the world”, I met and got to run with Michelle and Robb, I partied with Amanda, Alicia, and he-who-must-not-be-named/wtf-happened-to-WBAW, and none of that could have been possible without the love and support that the Class of ‘10-’12 gave me.
I moved to Nicaragua for Peace Corps, had shoddy internet access, and wasn’t able to keep up with everyone as much as I’d liked. Though, I felt like you guys all experienced that with me. I felt you all with me when I ran that 25k and chanted “Let’s go, let go, legs go!” the whole way…a phrase I never would have known without tumblr.
Those were the good ol’ days. I miss them and I want them back. We have built such a strong, supportive community. I get it, people grow up and move on; kind of like Andy in Toy Story 3. I’m not ready to give you guys up. I need you all on my side and have my back to restart my journey.
Class of ‘10-’12: Fitblr Forever!
cc: @staff these shenanigans have got to stop. Bring replies back. Our community is breaking without them
I spent 30 minutes replying to this earlier today and TUMBLR ATE MY POST….
But how I feel about this is important so I am going to rewrite it….
I too was part of the 2010-2011 Tumblr class. I came to this little piece of the inter-webs because I was virtually training for the 2011 Boston Marathon with @mostlyfitforthebeach. I originally thought that this would be a place where I would document and track my training progress and to have some accountability from like minded fitness souls who were out here!
NEVER did I expect what I found here….
I did not get to go to Conway, AK and run the Soaring Wings Half but I watched eagerly (and with jealousy) my dash daily (really, hourly) to see what shenanigans the group was up to and virtually lived in the moment by running the virtual half at home!
I followed @roguewandering with a vengeance as she trained for her first marathon. Her ups…her downs…her victories…her struggles…they were all something that I identified with as I trained for Boston. She motivated and inspired me!
Then I did get to have my first Tumblr meet up – Las Vegas Rock and Roll Half (aka The Strip at Night) where I met @activeinpink, @robbsadventure, @happyfitrunnergirl, @devonrunning, the Brit’s and a handful of other wonderful people…
That did it for me – I was hooked on meeting my virtual friends and family…
I traveled to NYC and ran the most emotional 5k EVER (Tunnel to Towers) and explored the city with @regainingmymoxy, @lindsaydoeslife, @reclaimingmyinnerbamf, @runsforbrunch, @runningforme and sooo many others…
I ran and didn’t finish the 2013 Boston Marathon due to the bombing and this community was a HUGE source of love and support. I eventually went back with @rookcanrun and @shrinkingmomma and did our Unfinished Business 10k that June and finished the race that the bombers took away from me that day! And the following year, in 2014, I crossed the finish line HAND IN HAND with both of them again… Tumblr solidarity!
I have met Tumblr’s at airports ( @stilldavidsgoals ), on Do Life Runs ( @bendoeslife and @runswithpoodle) and runs and races both locally and across the miles….
I have watched some of you get married ( @footy-chic & @spartanhusband) and I have watched some of you have the most incredible babies ( @themotherrunner) – I have felt for many of you who have lost friends and loved ones to cancer, illness and old age…
I could keep going but that is not the point (or maybe it is)...
What is important is what @mostlyfitforthebeach said – it was really a ‘golden time’ and it will NEVER be the same. We all change, we all evolve, we all go different directions….but here’s the truth:
I miss those times!
I crave those times!
I mourn those times!
Like all of you, I miss this era as well. It was pure. The community was here to lift you up, hold you accountable, and pick you up if you fell. It was just that, a community. @staff has taken away the ability to comment and that just shows how far things have fallen.
What if those of us that remember this amazing time did something to bring it back? What if we banded together to rise up and do our part to rebuild what has been dismantled?
If you are interested, please let me know. Let US know.
As far as I know, you can still answer questions. Maybe until @staff gets their shit together, we can come up with a whimsical question to end all of our posts.
@activeinthemtns am I crazy, or would a 10 year reunion for the Class of 2010 be pretty amazing?
As the great Bonnie Raitt would say, “Let’s give them something to talk about!”
Oh. My. God. Yes!!! Reunion time!!!!! That would be so amazing!
The class of 2010 was literally life changing for me!!! It changed my path. It was amazing. I miss it so much!
**also can’t believe it’s been so long!!!**
All. Of. It. ALLLLL OF IT.
This. All of this. The friends I made. The destination races I had fun at. So much love for these Tumblrs.
Sadly, I, too, am back to square one. But even worse with injury. I need our community back. I need to feel whole with the interweb friends again.
I am SO DOWN for a 10-year reunion. Class of 2010 - ROLL CALL.
@thereluctantrunnner @mandabears @roguewandering @thisfearlesslife @devonrunning …et al.
OMG I’m in literal tears reading all of this. It feels like I’ve lived a lifetime since those years, where ironically, I probably needed tumblr the most. Not to sound dramatic, but this group of amazing people changed my life in ways I can’t explain.
Should we make a comeback? Miss y’all.
For you folks, I’d make a comeback. You can never have enough amazing people supporting you and encouraging you. I’m a better person today because of you all.
Ditto to all the above! John and I (formerly Footy-Chic) joined in 2011 or 2012 (I can’t recall) and met up with a ton of people already tagged on this post PLUS interacted with many others via mail or FaceTime.
I’m getting back into the joy of running and John just got a new pair of running shoes after a long running break for him due to back surgery. If a reunion was crazy enough to happen, we would do our best to be there!
I joined in March 2011 and found a vibrant community of runners and Do Lifers. Within a couple of months I did a meetup when Ben of @bendoeslife came to town. I never got to travel for the epic get togethers at the Chicago Marathon, or the Soaring Wings half in Arkansas, or more recently Running Woodstock. And I wish so much that I had.
And I’ve noticed what others have said in other posts, that the engagement is different now. The community feels different.
I think it’s less about tumblr (although the Replies debacle and other stupidities didn’t help) and more that it became mainstream to share more in places like Instagram - and not need to hide it.
In 2011 we were anonymous bloggers. Selfies - frequent selfies - were rare. We ran and posted shots of our running shoes and our watches for stats. We shared but we were still cautious about anything spilling into real life.
Hence the “Hey, I like your shoelaces.” “Thanks I stole them from the President” theme. Tumblr was like Fight Club, and the#1 rule …
So we had these intense sharing posts telling tumblr friends what we couldn’t tell people in our real world. Now you can do that in IG, and keep it a private account if you need/want.
Fitocracy also started in 2011 and a lot of other platforms made it easier and more common to share fitness and life journeys online … And now it’s normal.
Anyway I miss 2011 tumblr too. For all of those who deactivated or went on to IG and elsewhere …
My first fitness journey was here. 2010 to 2012. I couldn't have done it without tumblr. But yes life moves on but thanks for the memories and the hoodie from @runrunningrunner in the great hoodie exchange.
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Banff and Jasper was amazing.
I don't know why I keep going to Canada when it's cold but it is a really beautiful country.
Driving through the Canadian rockies was stunning.
Had to put each photo on it's own line to make it big enough because each one deserves to be seen.
Next stop. Hamburg. 2019 rounding off spectacularly.
7.9.19
This used to be a Fitblr once upon a time
And I'm back in the game
Boom
who is this... who is this question directed to? People who have some actual dietary reason to avoid fruit? Who looks at a fruit plate and goes “nuh-uh, not unless I have a week and a 20k cash prize on the line.” Is the fruit platter actually the size of a four door sedan?? Has it been poisoned? Who made this??
I'd eat one of these every day for a month, can I have $600k?
Can't eat this as I'm intolerant to kiwi but I would chow down for 20k.
Haven't posted in a while...
Here's an update of where I've been and where I'm going next. So excited. Canada, I'm coming back!!
I’d like to introduce everyone to my new theme song
fuckin MOOD
I love the contrast between the lyrics and the melody this is art
pfffffffft nooooo I didn’t just learn this song on ukulele… at midnight…
Lyrics:
I’ve tried, tried, tried And I’ve tried even more I’ve Cried, Cried, Cried And I can’t recall what for I’ve pressed, I’ve pushed, I’ve yelled, I’ve begged In hope of some success But the inevitable fact is that It never will impress
I’ve no more fucks to give, My fucks have runneth dry, I’ve tried to go fuck shopping But there’s no fucks left to buy I’ve no more fucks to give, Though more fucks I’ve tried to get, I’m over my fuck budget and I’m now in fucking debt
I strive, strive, strive To get everything done I’ve played by all the rules But I’ve very rarely won, I’ve smiled, I’ve charmed, I’ve wooed I’ve laughed, Alas to no avail I’ve run round like a moron, To unequivocally fail!
I’ve no more fucks to give, My fuck fuse has just blown, I’ve been hunting for my fucks all day, But they’ve upped and fucked off home, I’ve no more fucks to give, My fuck rations are depleted, I’ve rallied my fuck army but It’s been fucking defeated!
The effort has just not been worth The time or the expense I’ve exhausted all my energy For minimal recompense The complete lack of acknowledgement Has now begun to gall And I’ve come to realise that I Don’t give a fuck at all!
I’ve no more fucks to give, My fucks have flown away, My fucks are now so fucked off They’ve refused to fucking stay! I’ve no more fucks to give, My fucks have gone insane They’ve come back round and passed me While they’re fucking off again!
I’ve no more fucks to give, My fucks have all dissolved, I’ve planned many projects But my fucks won’t be involved! I’ve no more fucks to give, My fucks have all been spent, They’ve fucked off from the building And I don’t know where they went!
I’ve no more fucks to give, I’ve no more fucks to give, I’ve no more fucks, I’ve no more fucks, I’ve no more fucks to give!
Good news folks it’s on Spotify!!!
im going to be reblogging this every few hours to make sure every single one of my followers gets to see this epic post
OMG SOMEONE ADDED THE LYRICS
This song makes me so happy.
There are so many people I could tag with this… 🤣
Roses are red, that much is true, but violets are purple, not fucking blue.
I have been waiting for this post all my life.
They are indeed purple, But one thing you’ve missed: The concept of “purple” Didn’t always exist.
Some cultures lack names For a color, you see. Hence good old Homer And his “wine-dark sea.”
A usage so quaint, A phrasing so old, For verses of romance Is sheer fucking gold.
So roses are red. Violets once were called blue. I’m hugely pedantic But what else is new?
My friend you’re not wrong About Homer’s wine-ey sea! Colours are a matter Of cultural contingency;
Words are in flux And meanings they drift But the word purple You’ve given short shrift.
The concept of purple, My friends, is old And refers to a pigment once precious as gold.
By crushing up molluscs From the wine-dark sea You make a dye: Imperial decree
Meant that in Rome, to wear purpura was a privilege reserved
For only the emperor!
The word ‘purple’, for clothes so fancy, Entered English By the ninth century
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Why then are voilets Not purple in song? The dye from this mollusc, known for so long
Is almost magenta; More red than blue. The concept of purple is old, and yet new.
The dye is red, So this might be true: Roses are purple And violets are blue
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While this song makes me merry, Tyrian purple dyes many a hue From magenta to berry And a true purple too.
But fun as it is to watch this poetic race The answer is staring you right in the face: Roses are red and violets are blue Because nothing fucking rhymes with purple.
Hirple - To limp or walk awkwardly
Cirple - An old Scots word for the hindquarters of a horse
“Roses are red, violets are purple,
My boner for you has caused me to hirple.”
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My, how romantic!
DYING. I AM DYING.
Calling theshitpostcalligrapher! We need @theshitpostcalligrapher
@kiranovember u better buy this as a commission lmao
This post has evolved.
I am 100 percent all for every part of this thread. I have laughed loudly and long. Thank you, thou glorious purple-hirple rhyme.
taylorswift we need a recipe for these please! 🍪🍪🍪
MMMKAY— there are two ways you can go about this. The quick and easy way is to make sugar cookies from a sugar cookie mix and just cut open a packet of chai tea and pour it into the batter as you make it. Cause you’re busy and you want making cookies to be a chill part of your day. Pow. Done.
OR
If you want to make the cookies from scratch (that’s what I did for the 1989 Secret Sessions), you can use this recipe I found on a baking blog I like, joythebaker.com and I believe it was originally from a book called The Pastry Queen. If you want another great baking blog, I get a lot of great ideas from smittenkitchen.com too. This is a recipe for basic insanely good sugar cookies. I added the chai element to the recipe because I thought it would infuse cozy holiday vibez into the cookie and it really did. So I’ll star the part that I added in the recipe.
http://joythebaker.com/2009/06/giant-vanilla-sugar-cookies/
***after you add the egg and vanilla, cut one chai tea packet open and empty the crushed up tea leaves into the batter CAUSE CHAI COOKIES ARE ABOUT TO HAPPEN UP IN HERE***
I made an icing for the cookies, but they’re fine on their own. If you want to make icing for them, just mix 1 cup powdered sugar with 1/4 T-spoon of nutmeg, 1/4 T-spoon of cinnamon and 3 TAYblespoons <—-(I’m so annoying, it astounds me sometimes) of milk or eggnog if you can find it this time of year. The more milk/eggnog you add, the more your icing will become a glaze. But glazes are legit too so basically just LIVE YOUR LIFE.
I lightly sprinkled cinnamon over the icing once the cookies were baked and iced, but there are so many icing options you can pair with these cookies—I mean it’s out of control. If you’re really feeling like living on the edge, you can go ahead and add a few drops of food coloring to the icing to make it festive. No one is going to stop you.
Why?
Cause the bakers gonna bake bake bake bake bake.
Bye.
did taylor swift really just show up out of the blue on tumblr only to drop some betty crocker shit on us what the fuck
I’m reblogging this solely bc Taylor Fucking Swift just wrote a whole thing about cookies and ended it with a reference to her song.
I have so much respect for her right now.
Making these TODAY. I’m so PUMPED.
@taylorswift
this has 500k notes. iconic.
For the cookies
The spines of these books are arranged to look like a map of the UK. The titles also have the names of nearby cities.
What the what!?! Very cool!
Long time no post. Wanted to say some shit.
Seriously why are people so damn offended for no reason all the fucking time.
Like is everyone on this earth here to piss you off? (Does this post come off as me getting offended ?)
Anyway when people ask "sexuality" on a form (not entirely sure why they need to know?) Why are there millions of posts where people are just basically saying its none of your business. You do realise there is a box that says "I'd rather not say". Just tick it and move on.
Also everyone is like it doesn't matter what the label is I'm whatever but yet won't write it on a form?
Okaaaayyyyyy........ you morons need to take it down a notch.
Hi all.
I'm on Quebec City now. We just spent 4 days in Montreal and there was so much snow!! The temperature hit -20c with a wind chill of -28c!! Absolutely the coldest I've ever been to. Nuts.
It started raining today (24/1). Temp has gone up to 1c and it feels a lot warmer already.
Really happy it's warmed up but hating that rain!!
Tomorrow we explore! If you have any tips or reccomendations send me a PM.
I'd love to hear your suggestions.
Hi Tumblrinos
Haven't been on here for a while. What have I missed?
Well since posting last...(when I went to the Lake District) I've been to Vienna!
It was a beautiful place and so festive!
Lots of pretty Christmas markets. Snow on our first day!
We drank punch and egg nog. Ate lots of festive and traditional foods. Played games in the evenings and ice skated around city hall!! Packed a lot in over a 4 day weekend.
Lots of fun. Cold but also cosy!
Next stop... Montreal, Canada in January.
Have a Happy New Year all. Be safe, be happy, be healthy.
Xx
Now I'm really curious...Reblog this if you're 20 or older.
The lack of notes.
i’m a part of the tumblr retirement community apparently
33.
Twenty six
Older than Sebastian Stan and younger than RDJ.
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26… but people think I’m 16 🤦🏽♀️
Babyface problems lol
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LVL 35
30 in a month.
Tumblr Code.
If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”
that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything
I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person
must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!
Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.
always reblog tumblr identification
This is an absolute tumblr relic. I feel like an archaeologist right now. This is incredible that this is on my dash.
The code is still valid BTW.