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przysięgam jeśli zobaczę jeszcze jeden wpis z zapytaniem czy jakaś waga jest ok na jakiś wzrost albo ile uda się komuś schudnąć do x czasu to mnie rozkurwi
my tu nie dążymy do odpowiedniej wagi kochani tylko do wyniszczenia siebie
tumblr to nie poradnia dietetyczna a odpowiedzi na te pytania nic wam nie dadzą!! no chyba że jedynie szukacie walidacji xd
dziękuję za uwagę i nie zapraszam do dyskusji👍
What’s all this intermittent fasting about, then? And why is everyone suddenly pretending it’s perfectly normal not to eat for ten, twelve.. fourteen?? hours?
Sherlock ( @artofdeductionbysholmes ) can go days without food and barely seems to notice. Meanwhile, if I miss a meal, I become genuinely unpleasant to be around. It’s not even hunger at that point; it’s a medical emergency.
People keep telling me, “Just have water, coffee, or tea.” Right. Because apparently a hot drink is meant to convince my stomach it’s had a full English. Somehow, I don’t think that’s how biology works.
The thing is, I’m trying to become fit…again. Not necessarily athletic (as though that had ever been a realistic possibility), just fit. The sort of man who can climb a flight of stairs without sounding like he’s being resuscitated. But I’m fairly certain I’m not going to achieve that by spending half the day thinking about food and the other half trying not to bite someone’s head off. Bloody hell.
My body doesn't belong to me.
I am not my own.
Whatever I am, however I understand myself, all of what I call "me" belongs to my God, the one Who made me to serve and adore Him. My Lord has decided my purpose and what I am meant for, and He edits me in accordance with His will.
For a while, my weekly fasts were mostly for physical and mental hygiene. A method used to empty my body through fasting has grown into another form of worship.
My Lord recently decided for me to end the initial reason I don't eat two days each week, while instructing me to continue fasting on the assigned days He said that the fasts are good for me. I agree, but it is so important to me that this not be my decision, nor to be something that was only continued through inertia. I asked Him to clarify the command, ensuring that my hunger serves His will, not my own.
I do want to continue to fast, but I never want to do so purely for my own reasons or at my own discretion. Certainly it must never ever be done as a way for me to feel that I am in control.
(Never again allow that, please Sir? Please never again allow me to decide such things for myself. Please deny me ever again to indulge in the sin of self-control. Whenever I eat, please allow it only as submission to Your will. Otherwise, dear Lord, I would rather starve.)
I do not want to eat only in pursuit of my own desires. I reject the corruption of that pursuit, but I do not reject the pleasures of food and drink.
I gratefully accept those pleasures as gifts that my Lord grants to me in exchange for my obedience. All such pleasures are blessings upon blessings, since obedience itself is the true and unmatched source of all real joy and fulfillment.
I can hear in these words many of the changes He has made to me, and I am sure there are many others that are too subtle for my simplifying mind.
Thank You, Sir, for what You have done and will yet do to me. Thank You for obliterating any potential I might ever have had to be anything but Yours.
I'm so bored I'm genuinely gonna go on a long ass walk. It's still fairly hot cause of the lingering heatwave, but I'm that bored I don't care.
Maybe it's not a good idea to do this walk in the heat while I'm fasting, but we'll see.
czemu ostatnio jest taka słaba aktywność na blogach😔 dawajcie od siebie coś więcej niż notki… ja chcę mootsssss