I wish fitblrs had been around when I was ill

maybe I would have paid attention to them more than thinspo and saved myself a lot of pain.

This week I discovered that going to the gym in the morning as opposed to the middle of the night is actually AMAZING, gives a huge endorphin rush for hours and hours after and is pretty much the greatest thing I’ve discovered in life since Glastonbury…yeah, I was shocked too!

I was doing great until yesterday when my uterus decided it wanted to kill me from the inside out, so I haven’t been the last two mornings and was feeling crap about it. And I’m stuck indoors instead of out having fun at Student Pride like any normal lezza would be right now, and quite frankly, it sucks.

BUT I went through some of my favourite new fitblrs and got all inspired to do some strength training in my bedroom and now I have my lovely gym feeling back and my arms feel like they’re gonna be bitchin’ tomorrow. And I’m trying to think about how fucking awesome I’m gonna look when real Pride comes round in the summer and forget how pants I feel now. It’s helping. And it’s far more productive and healthy than my usual reaction of ‘I FEEL SHIT, I WANT TO DIE, WHAT CAN I DO TO INFLICT PUNISHMENT ON MYSELF FOR BEING A PIECE OF CRAP?’

If any of my followers are down right now and reading this - go do some exercise! Seriously. I know it won’t solve the problems but it’s always been an amazing anti-depressant for me, and now I’m really unlocking just how effective it is and I’m even more amazed by it…and if you don’t feel motivated/confident enough to exercise, go haunt the fitblr tumblr tag. DO IT.

also: I love you all. Good night.

NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY