#ankle weight

[vintagepromotions]

Advertisement for Spenco BioSoft aerobic ankle and wrist weights (1985).

[kelocitta]

Oh! So You Noticed Us?

[themathomhouse]

this disability pride month, stop making jokes about people in wheelchairs standing up or walking.

can I stand and walk? sure, for a short while and with pain. the consequences for trying to be out all day without a wheelchair are that I'll be in bed for the rest of the week, too tired and in too much pain to move.

but the government won't give me my own wheelchair because they have the same attitude as these jokes - I can stand up, so I don't need one. exercise is good for you, you should walk!

it keeps me trapped in the house, unable to do anything more than short stints anywhere without borrowing or hiring a wheelchair - one that causes me pain to sit in and relies on someone to push me (usually with difficulty), because they're not going to have a high-end chair for that sort of thing.

it's not a miracle that a wheelchair user can stand or walk. it's something we should aspire to see more often.

[soundleer]

*Keeps running from tunner for stealing jevin and then trips over*

Welp, I'm dead-

TUNNER I CAN EXPLAI-

oh joy- anon, i didn't expect you to fumble it-

ngl i thought you're gonna start breaking tunner's ankles- i mean uh, that makes his job easier whee—!! get tied up bozo lol

...though with you tripping kinda does lead to jevin getting flung out of your grip, but at least he's free!

...hopefully he's fine-

[sugared-ropes]

Ensnared

Partial self-suspension

[spaciebabie]

You’re weakly set along your bed, facing the ceiling. Your face scrunches as you try to focus your thoughts for a moment, but nothing works. You can’t even open your eyes right now.

There’s a creak at the door. It gives a high-pitched groan as it opens. Then closes. Heavy sliding steps near the edge of the bed, stopping next to it with a whir. You expect a sudden weight forcing the mattress down at your side. But… a pause. There’s nothing.

Then a slight mechanical shift lowering over you. A faint breath touches your face as the side of a muzzle slowly rubs against your head.

There’s a weight on the bed next to your shoulder, then by your legs. You manage to open your eyes enough to see the worn animatroic suit set itself on the bed and on top of you. He slowly, carefully wraps around you, one hand trailing down your side, holding you there lightly.

He gives a heavy exhale.

His smoothed nose gently nuzzles your cheek. His resonant yet labored breaths slowly turn calm, rolling through the air, turning to a graveled purr. All of your thoughts melt at the filling sound: nothing else could have you now.

“Hush. I’ve got you,” he whispers softly. He sets the side of his head against yours. His good ear curls over the top of your head, and with the final movement, you relax.

-heartbeat anon

[bugflies00]

you know what i really hate. when people try to pretend that the reason they don’t want fat people in ballet is anything other than preference.

it’s one thing to have people describe in great detail how ungraceful and ‘heavy’ fat people dancing ballet would be (and they’re always so adamant on the fact that this is an objective judgment and beauty standards have ‘nothing to do with it’ its just ‘obvious’), its another to have some fuckass default-icon user explain why it’s actually a health risk. how ‘pointes arent made to withstand that much weight’. how ‘their ankles would snap’.

YOU MASSIVE FUCKING MORON ANYONE WITH INSUFFICIENT ANKLE STRENGTH WOULD GET HURT. thats WHY kids need years of training before going on pointe!!!

fat people already carry around more weight than a skinny person and thus often have stronger muscles!! if a fat person is trained well enough so their ankles are strong enough to withstand their weight there is no fucking reason they would be more at risk than a skinny dancer!!!

you are all just hypocrites who like to pretend that a fat person on pointe is the biggest health risk the ballet community needs to be worried about than, oh, i don’t know, the rampant eating disorder culture for example! no but see thats fine and not a risk because they dont do that anymore and also theyre skinny so like clearly it’s not a health risk ^_^

[benjitoum]

July 2019 at the gym. Ankle was in bad shape and finally some months after, I got a diagnosis of my problem (during Covid) but had to wait until June 2021 for surgery (because of Covid.)

[grumpyghostdoodles]

Beach day, Part Two!! (Part one Here<3)

[slyandthefamilybook]

I started watching Blue Eye Samurai and idk your name but Ms Samurai Ma'am if you're single so am I

[beggingdisagreeswme]

Omori blanket going strong!!!

[mysteriesmuse]

Lil’ Gauntlets

———————————————— Katsuki has absolutely massive shoulders, a small waist, and a tight booty that gives him an undeniably sexy appeal as he saunters away in that sleek black outfit and gauntlets. And those shoulders don’t come easy. So Katsuki usually throws on his gauntlets and gloves, and a tight tank top that shows off a little bit of side pec. Except, not in that order, but then he’s out the door swaggering around the block with these massive grenades strapped to his arms. He’s big and intimidating already, but sprinting around the block with those things and his earbuds blasting makes the local pedestrians move out of the way pretty dang quick. And once you started dating him you started joining on little jogs around the neighborhood. You usually taping out halfway through and heading back into the apartment whilst Katsuki continued on his treck for another few laps. Passing by you splayed on the bench and chugging water, another bottle sitting on the bench next to you for when your boyfriend decides he’s finished enough loops around the neighborhood. And he always looks like such a grump when he runs around without you. Sometimes wearing that hair band he’s stolen from you to keep sweaty bangs pushed out of his face.

Always a big grumpy pants. Except for when he rounds the corner and you’re in view. Then Katsuki’s grouchy expression lightens up with a dazzling lopsided smile and devilish smirk as he makes a blazing-fast pit stop to peck your lips and triumphantly mummer out the number he’s on into your mouth. It’s a lovely routine. Truly nothing better than watching him do his sexy little jog and breathe into your mouth all smug and cocky.

And it’s incredibly rewarding when you receive a package in the mail with your own little surprise: ankle weights. Not any regular ankle weights, but ankle weight that are also be worn around the wrist. And you bought them in a pretty pretty pink strapping them around your wrists before skipping out the door after your boyfriend for your warm-up lap. A causal stroll around the block. It’s just after you fall into step with Katsuki he notices your the way your arms are swaying.

Katsuki nods, jutting his chin out at them, “What you got there, babe?” You beam, swinging your arms in even bigger archs, “Just a pair of little gauntlets. To match yours!” And Katsuki scoffs and shakes his head with a boyish smile, his adams apple bobbling as he tells you, “S’ cute lil’ gauntlets.” —— And even after your numerous charades and imitations of his signature pro hero scowl and walk he still thinks they’re cute lil’ gauntlets.

Cute lil’ gauntlets for his cute lil’ buddy (*≧∀≦*)★彡

[baymaxthehopeful]

Momentum assistance. 🙂

Confirmed with the ortho a few months ago that it was safe to start training him on pull tasks, and that it would be okay to do it on an incline like stairs. He is *not* old enough to do bracing though, and likely won't be until June at the earliest.

[prefrontal-bastard]

(Context: I'm AuDHD and have ZERO ability to do the thing when I think about doing the thing. I'm trying a new stimulant, Azstarys, and it's given me that ability.)

What it's like having executive function: The moment I think about doing something, it's done. For the first time ever I can make my body move as fast as I can think.

I've been awake for 5½ hours and this is what I've completed:

Went to say hi to a friend for his birthday, which involved: Driving across town, driving into downtown, and finding parking at a parking meter to go to an unfamiliar restaurant.

Dropped him and his wife off back at their house, which involved: Navigating on slippery and unfamiliar roads at night on semi-plowed roads.

Got home and cleaned my room, which involved: Putting all the crap I had strewn about into bins, putting the bins into the halls, picking garbage off the floor, pulling out the broom and dustpan, sweeping, pulling out the vacuum, vacuuming, pulling out furniture, pushing the furniture back, walking up and down the basement stairs to get things, putting the broom back, putting the vacuum back, putting the bins with crap back into my room to sort through later.

Made myself a milkshake, which involved: Pulling out all ingredients, making the milkshake, putting all the ingredients back, and hand-washing the blender and lid. And then I cleaned the few dishes left in the sink and cleaned the sink itself because it looked a little crusty.

The main takeaway I've learned from all this?

Efficiency is a bio-mechanical function, and how well this mechanical function works is NOT a matter of self-discipline or willpower.

When you have working executive function—when it doesn't cause your nervous system pain to set-switch and to execute tasks—doing tasks is EASY. SO EASY. MINDLESS. The moment I'd think about doing something, my body is suddenly doing it.

Additionally, none of this exhausted me. None of it inflicted pain on my nervous system. In fact, the only reason why I'd stop doing a task is purely because it gets boring to do, NOT because I'm burning out from constant pain-exposure.

Fuck literally everyone who claims this shit's a matter of willpower or discipline. If it feels like that to them, then that's testament to just how fucking easy they have it.

[gogodollie]

80s nihil was super into jazzercise and 80s Imperator was super into kickboxing. yes, they would carpool to the gym together. yes, nihil wears extremely short shorts that hug his ass. yes, they’re still divorced. yes, they will be making out all sweaty in the back of imperator’s car before they head back to the abbey.

[cave-monkey]

Six Ears, and being left.