#weightlifting tag

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Today I went in for my yearly physical. The nurse was getting ready to take my blood pressure, so I took my sweatshirt off (I have a tank top on underneath), and she went, "Oh." Then she tried to wrap the cuff around my arm, fumbled for a moment, and said, "Wait. Hold on, I need a bigger cuff. That sweatshirt was deceptive, you have a LOT of muscle."

Brightened my day. It felt like a personal achievement. Biceps so beefy they need the large cuff. 😌

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Happy New Year! 🥳🥂🎇

There were a few sources of struggle and stress in 2024 (especially from living in the US) which occasionally made me feel like this

But you know what? Overall it wasn't a terrible year, and my mental health was mostly good! 😊

Highlights with photos below the cut

I got to see Andy Serkis in Indianapolis (with Lorraine!!!) AND in Denver (where I also I got to spend time exploring the city with some of my wonderful friends 🥺)

I went and saw The Phantom Menace in theater for its 25th anniversary, and it reawakened something inside of me (QuiObi shipping) like I was a sleeper agent and someone said my very specific code phrase. I've now read back through 25 years of fanfiction, all which inspired me (seriously, what an amazing fandom) because, for the first time, I have 5 QuiObi WIPs of my own (one of which is at 18k words and close to finished!)

It was a great year of con finds, thrifting, and gifts!! And I had fun displaying all of it with my existing figure/funko collection 😍 (Though I swear Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan are eventually going to need their own bookshelf. Like, Jedi Apprentice alone could take up most of a shelf if I moved it all over 😩 OR I will have to suck it up buttercup and take stuff out of the packaging 😭)

I rewatched The Terror for, like, the 8th time, and that rekindled my obsession (with the show and Bridglar) and blessed me with John Lynch brain (I even read one of his books this year!) I now have two cakes old men.

I continued weightlifting, hit some personal strength goals, and kicked ass (mostly my own)!!! (I'm going to be vain for a moment and brag about my biceps because I worked really hard for them 😤)

And I finished 2 fics I'm really proud of! My writing has improved a lot over the past few years, and I think they're some of my best posted work (so far 😌):

The fear has gripped me, but here I go (Liam Black x Reader)

Remember You Are Half Water (Kino Loy x Reader)

I'm not making any resolutions for 2025. Instead, I'm just going to continue lifting weights, making memes and fandom content, and doing my best. I'm going to another AndyCon in March to see more of my beloved friends and mutuals (😍). Andor season 2 comes out in 111 days. And I'm going to FINISH MORE FANFICTION, EVEN IF IT KILLS ME (😠🤞🙏🕯️) including I Want You To Show Me Weak!!!

So here's to more shitposting and blorbo obsessions in 2025. May we all have the motivation to work on our art and the serotonin to make it through.

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I've been SO grumpy lately. Just in a perpetual ✨mood✨ that's honestly exhausting. I'm over it. Like dang, bitch, we gotta chill. Because I would like to go back to shitposting and thirsting over old men, please. Thankfully my yearly rewatch of Buffy and weightlifting have been doing so much heavy lifting (heh) to keep me sane.

It's doing something tho because look at that thing

So I've got that going for me, which is nice.

Also, I watch Buffy for the plot 😌

The plot:

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My personal trainer, with 5 minutes left in my hour long leg day session: Nope, you're walking like you still have some energy left so we're gonna end with 50 bodyweight squats. And go nice and slow with good form, or I'm gonna make you do them again.

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My workout buddy, October, keeping the bench warm for me between sets. Toby is chatty because she sleeps most of the day in a sunbeam and has never had to do shoulder presses.

Sunbeam tax of one of her favorite spots (where my daughter dumps her winter coat on the table)

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There's something magical about being hormonal and in a terrible mood on a day I have a session with my personal trainer, but then going and kicking fucking ass. Immediately makes me feel so powerful and sexy.

It's even more magical when I do it while wearing my pink Predator shirt 😌

(Link to the shirt)

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Me: Jaysus, that workout kicked my ass. My arms are dead.

Husband: You're smiling like an insane person right now.

Me: I am not!

Also me:

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Hot girl shit:

Working out with your husband, picking up the bar after he's done, going "oh, that's not the right weight," and then adding plates. 😌