This Is Why I’m Fat. Which. I’m Ok About.
Trigger warning: I cuss a lot and hate people
who hate fat people. I also discuss childhood trauma and sexual abuse in passing.
Trigger warning: I cuss a lot and hate people
who hate fat people. I also discuss childhood trauma and sexual abuse in passing.
You’re a spoonie. But you’ve got to exercise. But not everyone can just hope on a treadmill. This of us with fibro or ME even get the kind of pain you might feel after running for your life, from going down a flight of stairs. But maybe you’d like to try a Little exercise because you want to be healthier, you miss it, you like the way it feels. But. You’re a spoonie. How are you supposed to exercise when you have fatigue? Or exercise hurts? Or triggers a reaction in your body that research prices and all doctors aren’t aware of yet? How do you stay healthy and active when exercise makes you sick? One of the illnesses I have is made worse by physical strain, including exercise. Sometimes just walking to the bathroom or taking a shower wipes me out for the day. But I’m also overweight and sedentary. Even on the days where I can manage 20 minutes in my reclined bike or a short walk, that might take up my activity budget for the entire day. I literally cannot even. So what’s a spoonie to do? Like every chronically ill person? I got creative. I have three things I do. They are very sometimes-y, as in sometimes it’s awesome and sometimes I’m kidding myself. First thing, you’ve probably heard before. I fall asleep in my exercise clothes. Just as comfy as pajamas. A lot of my pajamas ARE exercise clothes. Yoga pants especially. Second? I get