Empathy in all things, friend! When I originally posted my comments, I was all full of piss and vinegar. I was fresh from my city's pride parade festival, and as per usual, there were a bunch of protestors, hucksters, and others trying to scream at, ridicule, and scam everyone in attendance. What should be a safe space, gets turned into something else. I guess that's what happens when you try to be extra inclusive, you end up welcoming everyone who would also try to ruin the event. It upset me. Particularly this article, where it seems like now even just being overweight gives people the entitlement to steamroll what should be a celebration of gay culture.
That being said, I do have empathy for people addicted to sugar and carbs. When I'm extra sad, I let myself splurge on calories because it's better than the two alternatives, booze and suicide. And when I'm sad for long enough, I gain weight, and then that becomes another thing to be sad about. It usually culminates in my becoming so upset that I say "EFF IT" and start working out/eating better. Losing weight ALWAYS helps me feel better again. The process of taking control of what I eat and how/when I exercise is fundamental to tackling my depression.
and one of the best tips you can give to someone just starting out, is how to find fast food that's healthy. Pro-tip, get the wheat bread at subway. The Sweet-onion chicken teriyaki sandwich is only 360 calories and tastes amazing.
I had this problem. How I solved it was signing up for the planet fitness near the office. I was always too tired after the commute to work out at home, but found that if I go straight from work to the gym, I could get an hour workout in, while also skipping some of the heaviest traffic. Even if you show up, put on your gym clothes, and free-spin on an exercise bike for 30 minutes, it's more than you're doing now, and will add up.
The amount of refined sugar and high fructose corn syrup that the U.S. allows in our foodstuffs is so much that it'd carry criminal penalties in European countries. That shit can be just as addictive as heroin, and is in EVERYTHING. It's also been shown that sweet but sugar free substances that let your body taste sweet without receiving any glucose, increases your craving for the real thing. So while eating sugar free stuff can help satisfy a sweet craving, it can also exacerbate it.
When I see an overweight person, I don't think "oh what a lazy POS," I think "There is someone in the throes of addiction."
There's a reason Jenny Craig modeled her weight watchers club after AA.
You're in a state of undress, in public. Bright sun illuminating everything, where the main activity is sitting and staring.
If you're fat you feel judged for your belly.
If you're a woman you feel judged for your attire.
If you're a man you feel judged for your lack of muscles.
If you're a teen you feel judged (I'm pretty sure this is just a permanent state of feeling judged between ages 13-23).
If you're alone you feel judged for being alone.
Everyone feels judged at the beach.
But that's OK because who cares what they think anyway? fuck'em, enjoy the feeling of sand between your toes. See how far you can punt that child. Collect a seashell.
Have you tried recumbent bicycles? they are a lot easier on my lower back, and there are some real fun designs out there like trikes that could make bicycling a reality again. Or swimming, when I hurt my knees and couldn't run/bicycle without pain, I started swimming laps, and holy cow is that a lot of exercise if you're not used to it.
Additionally, refined sugar is addictive. I know my previous comment might lead you to believe I have no sympathy for wider folks, but I truly do. I've lost 100lbs over a year once. I gain back when I go through periods of depression, and then I force myself to lose weight again. Over last holiday season I was separated from my family and spent it entirely alone. I gained about 25-30 lbs. Since then, I've restricted my calorie intake to around 1200-1500 calories a day, with around an hour of exercise also each day. I've lost ~25 lbs since starting that in March. I know how hard losing weight can be. I'm also a (former) addict, so I know how hard quitting something that's ubiquitous throughout society can be (alcohol). But it can be done. Sugar is addictive just like alcohol is, which is why Jenny Craig modeled her fitness groups after AA.
The problem is that losing weight is uncomfortable at first. You're hungry because your stomach is all stretched out, despite taking in enough calories for the day. It takes time for your stomach to shrink to the proper size, so for the first couple weeks, you'll be eating all your body needs, but it will feel like you're not. and it's uncomfortable. Weigh this discomfort against all the discomfort that being overweight has constantly provided, and decide which one you'd rather live through. The temporary discomfort of feeling hungry and not knowing what to do with your hands after you're done eating for the day (and only for the first couple weeks of dieting), or the constant discomfort all over your body and in your own mind, every day that you're overweight.
Pride is for people who were routinely ostracized, beaten, disowned, and murdered because they were different in a way they couldn't change.
Being overweight is something you can change.
Being fat has always been accepted. It's just not celebrated, because it's not healthy, indicates that you don't take care of your body, and/or you don't have control over your eating habits. There are rare circumstances when weight is influenced by a medical condition, but generally it's people eating too much and not moving enough. Being fat is looked down on the same way as being un-showered, wearing dirty torn clothes, or smelling bad. It's not the person, but the way this person presents themselves, and it can be changed. It's like if a guy wears offensive slogan t-shirts every day, and gets upset when people aren't especially nice to him. It's your own doing, my guy.
Were you kicked out of your family because you're fat? Were you fired from your job because you were fat? Were you denied healthcare because you were fat? When was the last time someone targeted fat people for a mass shooting?
Fat acceptance is just an attempt at finding victim hood within habitual self-flagellation.
But also, I've never fat shamed anyone, I've never picked on someone because of their weight, or "judged" them. People who do that are assholes. I'm just upset that pride is being routinely co-opted by other movements like furries, fat acceptance, and all this other nonsense that, again, nobody was ever actually hurt over. I'm sorry you feel judged at the beach, but gay people are routinely murdered because they're gay and pride is a protest.
do you defeat terrorism by terrorizing an entire group of people into becoming terrorists themselves? Is that how you defeat terrorism? you fucking clown?
For all the effort you've put into trying to convince people that water is the answer, it's reasonable at this point to ask you to try it yourself. Get yourself some pepper spray from the store, and then spray your skin. Try to wash it off with water. Wait until you're in sufficient pain and the water clearly didn't do anything, then try milk, and feel your pain evaporate. You can do this experiment in less than an hour. Report back when you're finished, or you can delete all this misinformation. Whichever.
Yes, ignore that. Saline may work, but can you buy that at a corner store immediately before a raucous protest? no. Water just doesn't work, so ignore that. Also, odds are, if you were pepper sprayed/tear gassed, and you've washed it off with milk, you'll probably wash yourself off afterwards. You don't have to worry about getting an infection from pasteurized milk. This Lemmy user has been spreading that, and it's just blatantly false. water does not work.
Yeah but no. I've been tear gased, and water does nothing but make it worse. The capsacin is dissolved in an oil, and using water will only spread it over your body (and that shit hurts a lot everywhere it touches). Use milk, it will provide instant pain relief. The threat of bacteria in pasteurized milk is the same as in water, and odds are, after dumping milk all over, you're probably going to wash yourself off afterwards.
if you're gased, don't waste time following this bad advice. Take it from someone who's actually had been gassed, only milk works. Don't try water.
dude I don't know why this person is trying to get people messed up with this terrible advice. I know what water does to teargas (makes it worse), and what milk does (provide instant relief). It's like he's trying to psyop people out of the ability to properly evade police tactics.
That summer, I went to witness the protests in Raleigh, NC. The most intense of it was limited to a group of 7-12 people yelling at a group of police holding a line in a street outside the courthouse. Someone threw a firework at them, and then the tear gas came out, with police shooting rubber bullets at us. My friend and I were off to the side, not doing anything but watching, he got hit by a rubber bullet on his collar bone. Broke the skin, leaving a baseball size bloody petechiae welt. Regulations say that they're supposed to fire those bullets at peoples legs. But of course, police are given 3 months of training tops, so they just fire them wherever.
On a side note, whole milk is the best thing to use to wash tear gas off your face. Also hold your breath if you have to walk through it's smoke, getting that shit in your nostrils, throat, or lungs feels like inhaling fire.
When I was in medical school, I had my lab scheduled before lunch time. Which meant that I went straight from dissecting people, to eating. I'd get a big salad, and asked the cafeteria workers to heat up the slices of chicken breast I'd get on the salad. They didn't like that I asked for it heated up, because it was extra work for them. But after they told me they wouldn't do it anymore, I said "man, I was just dissecting a person, and this chicken is just way too similar looking to human for me to eat cold, ya feel me?" They ended up heating my chicken.
When I was a kid, I was invited to a middle school dance by a girl in my neighborhood. I wasn't into her, but I said yes to be nice. Took her to get food, then to the dance. It was at her school, so I didn't know ANYONE there. Got there, asked her to dance, and in her exuberance, she accidentally bumped behinds with another girl dancing nearby. Well, you would've thought that my date had snatched her weave and spat in her face with how this girl reacted. She started yelling, pushing my date, and eventually called over a group of guys to beat me up. Suddenly I'm surrounded by 5 guys all at least a head taller than me. I'm still proud of my response.
I started talking to the lead guy, who was towering over me, told him we were dancing, that my date accidentally bumped his date. I said "I'm not mad, you're not mad, we've never even seen each other before. These two women we're with? THEY'RE the ones who are mad. They want somebody to fight, so let THEM do it! I don't give a shit about any of this!"
He looked at me, looked at his girl (who was now much quieter), nodded his head, and walked off.
I react similarly to wars my country's government starts. "Oh, you guys are big mad and want somebody to fight them? Ok, here's a weapon, have at it!"
Empathy in all things, friend! When I originally posted my comments, I was all full of piss and vinegar. I was fresh from my city's pride parade festival, and as per usual, there were a bunch of protestors, hucksters, and others trying to scream at, ridicule, and scam everyone in attendance. What should be a safe space, gets turned into something else. I guess that's what happens when you try to be extra inclusive, you end up welcoming everyone who would also try to ruin the event. It upset me. Particularly this article, where it seems like now even just being overweight gives people the entitlement to steamroll what should be a celebration of gay culture.
That being said, I do have empathy for people addicted to sugar and carbs. When I'm extra sad, I let myself splurge on calories because it's better than the two alternatives, booze and suicide. And when I'm sad for long enough, I gain weight, and then that becomes another thing to be sad about. It usually culminates in my becoming so upset that I say "EFF IT" and start working out/eating better. Losing weight ALWAYS helps me feel better again. The process of taking control of what I eat and how/when I exercise is fundamental to tackling my depression.
and one of the best tips you can give to someone just starting out, is how to find fast food that's healthy. Pro-tip, get the wheat bread at subway. The Sweet-onion chicken teriyaki sandwich is only 360 calories and tastes amazing.