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[malk1ns]

october 16 2024 @ flames, 4-3 S/O loss

D/s

Geno doesn’t like bringing his collar on road trips.

It’s something they fought over Geno’s rookie year, in the little apartment they rented when their first fumbling scenes got too embarrassing to do where either the Gonchars or Lemieuxs could hear them. Sid remembers brandishing the collar he’d gotten custom-made at Geno, who would cross his arms and sneer and spit out condescending-sounding Russian that Sid had no hope of understanding at the time.

Sometimes those fights ended in a fun way, Geno draped over Sid’s lap as Sid smacked his ass red and Geno rubbed himself off. Sometimes it ended in icy silences, Geno sealing himself away in the second bedroom they’d started to turn into a playroom but mostly was just an assortment of half-unpacked boxes surrounding the big four-poster bed and Sid pacing the hall muttering angrily to himself, rehashing the argument over and over in an attempt to win.

They’d been told they were a natural fit, the best way to ensure Geno’s smooth transition from Russia to the US. And their preferences certainly lined up in the bedroom, no problems there. But they both were cocky, headstrong teenagers, elite athletes used to getting their way, and even the natural harmony that is supposed to exist between a Dom and their sub can’t always smooth that away.

Now, though, Sid understands more about why Geno wouldn’t. He’d had so much to prove back then, that he was worth the effort and expense the Penguins were spending to keep him in America, and Sid had his own reputational issues in the league; in the end, it was better that Geno didn’t flaunt his collar in enemy arenas, didn’t make himself a target for hostile crowds and unfriendly local media.

They’ve turned it into a little bit of a game by now, too; the tease of Geno’s bare neck, the way Doms approach him in bars and at restaurants even if Sid’s right next to him because he looks unclaimed and Geno pretends to entertain them until Sid swoops in and takes back what’s his, the way the longer trips set them both on edge and eager to make up for the lack when they get home.

Sid’s happy with the arrangement. Relationships are about compromise, something they’d learned the hard way together those first few seasons, but Sid believes it’s made them stronger, able to weather storms that he’s seen break other couples. It had pricked at his pride for years even after he’d understood intellectually why Geno felt he needed to go without on the road, but now it’s just another one of the quirks that Sid loves so much about him. Geno drives too fast, he’s always late to video review, and he won’t wear his collar on the road. It’s just who he is.

Geno’s changing things, though.

The hats had been a fun introduction. Sid enjoys the scandalized looks he draws whenever he goes out in public with Geno’s name on him, likes the way Geno gets puffed up and smug and needs to be taken down a few pegs when they get home. And Geno’s so obviously proud of the collection. Sid remembers the first game after the hats had started shipping and they showed up in the crowd at PPG—Geno had talked about it all night, chattering on the drive home and all the way into bed.

Sid hadn’t expected much to come of the hats with his name. They sold well, he thinks, and Geno had sent him some pictures modeling one to get Sid worked up over the summer, but after the Halifax trip last year Geno put his Sid hat away, and that was that.

This season is different.

The first time Sid assumed it was an accident. They were running late for the plane, hurriedly packing enough for their mini-swing up into Canada and back home, and Sid figured Geno grabbed the wrong hat when he noticed Geno cramming the Sid hat on for his media scrum after the Red Wings game. He’d ignored the little thrum seeing his name on Geno’s clothing sent through him.

Now, though, it can’t have been a mistake. The western Canada trip is long, and Geno always starts packing well in advance to make sure he doesn’t forget anything; there’s no way he grabbed the wrong hat by accident this time.

Sid doesn’t say anything after the Winnpeg game, but after Calgary, with nothing the next day but sleeping in and piling on the bus to enjoy Banff with the guys, Sid can’t hold back anymore.

He stops by Geno’s locker on his way back from the cooldown room, lowering his voice so the waiting media can’t hear him. “Nice hat, bud,” he says, tapping the brim of Geno’s cap.

Geno smirks up at him, tilting his head to expose his bare neck. Sid purses his lips and turns back to the media gauntlet awaiting him.

Geno doesn’t wait for him. He never does in Canada; Sid’s media always goes unreasonably long, and if Geno hovers in the hallway someone invariably waylays him and tries to force him into giving an unscheduled interview. It doesn’t matter how many sharp words Sid’s directed at the media outlets that his sub is not to be bothered when he’s not on the schedule—the Canadian media is voracious.

Sid finds him in the hotel bar instead, tucked in a corner booth and laughing at something Ricky said. Sid watches them for a minute, and the weight of his gaze must be prickling at Geno’s neck, because he turns and finds Sid almost immediately.

Sid can see Ricky rolling his eyes as Geno gets up with barely a goodbye, beelining to Sid. He’s still got the hat on.

They’re quiet in the elevator up to the room, but as soon as the door clicks shut Sid’s got Geno pushed against the wall. Geno instinctively slouches down, widening his legs so Sid can step between, getting them as close as possible.

“You reconsidering that collar on roadies, eh?” Sid says, curling one hand around Geno’s throat and squeezing gently. Geno’s eyes flutter, and Sid can feel him swallow. “Sure seems like you want everyone to notice my name on you this year.”

“Just Canada,” Geno says, voice going low and dreamy like it does when Sid gets hands on him with intent. He slips under so easy for Sid. “They’re talk so much, say you’re leave next year, want to come play here, win with some other team—but they wrong.” His eyes lose a bit of their daze as he stares at Sid. “They wrong, and now they know for sure—you’re mine, you’re stay with me always. You’re let me wear your name, no one else.”

The fierce possessiveness in his voice is shocking, transgressive in a sub, and it gets Sid hard. He leans forward and nips at Geno’s jaw, relishing the way Geno yields to him, softening his body and inviting Sid in to do whatever he wants.

Geno wants Sid to be his? Sid can do that. He can tie Geno down on the bed and snap on a cock ring and ride him until Sid’s come as many times as he wants and Geno’s crying for release, and he can let Geno come on his face and make him clean it up after.

He’ll just have to make sure to put the hat somewhere safe first. Geno won’t forgive him if it gets dirty.

[hetalia-club]

Hetalia Olympics Drama

because it's very important that someone is documenting it.

England- was instructed by the British Olympic committee NOT to eat the meat at the Village.

Everyone- collectively hates the food and have said so in interviews and online DAILY. They have all been going out to do their own shopping and buying grills and flat tops to cook for themselves, because teh food is so retched. It has been given a 0/10 most days and on rare days a 2/10 by the Americans.

Norway- has gained the nickname 'muffin man' for commandeering the ONLY edible thing in the village, which may or may not be a hate crime, the beloved chocolate muffins. which they have all been fighting over. He was spotted the other day eating jelly toast, disgracing his name. Duolingo called it blasphemy. His team posted his shame for the world to see on tiktok. Scandalous

Australia, America, Canada, Greece, Italy, Denmark and England - Threw a fit until they were allowed to bring their own personal AC units to the village because the village has NONE, it is '79 degrease' in the rooms, how miserable. Australian and America made this possible by threatening not to come if they can’t have AC. I do not blame them at all. Could you imagine being outside playing tennis all day in 80 degree heat and then going back to your room to relax where it is STILL 80 degrees.

America- has brought his own mattress because the mattress is a thin piece of foam and everyone has been complaining of lack of sleep and back pain.

Canada- was caught cheating by using a drone to spy on New Zealand's soccer practice.

Hong Kong & Italy- Italy accused Hong Kong of fixing the fencing competition by paying off reffs (This is untrue and the fencing coaches are being sore losers, the athlete himself agrees with teh decision). Hong Kong has been taunting Italy with pictures of pineapple on pizza. Pizza Hut Hong Kong is offering FREE pineapple on any pizza for the next 2 days. Tragic. We don't know what this will do for his mental health I will try and keep you all posted.

England- Whilst mountain biking got a flat tire, had to carry his bike to get fixed and somehow still managed to get first after passing a French biker going around a tree in the forest. French spectators threw water bottles at him!? The fuck.

America- though not really drama but America has built their own “Team America” house for all their many athletes to come hang out in, it has AC and also it’s decorated like a frat house and looks like a frat house. They have ice cream, video games, iced coffee (extremely important!!) and clothing stores for merch, a big room like a movie theater where everyone can go to to both eat and watch the games together. If you’re not an American athlete it’s 300 bucks to go to for the day. This has angered other athletes who just want to go inside to see. Just import to note.

Belgium - Belgium got a gastrointestinal infection after swimming in the Seine river. Several atletes were seen vomiting after swimming in the water.

[girlactionfigure]

THURSDAY HERO: Victor Bodson 

Victor Bodson was a Luxembourger politician who created an escape route for German Jews fleeing Hitler and saved over 100 lives, at great risk to his own.

Born in 1902 in one of the smallest countries in Europe, Victor was equally comfortable on the athletic field and in the halls of power. An avid swimmer, boxer and motorcycle racer in his youth, Victor became a successful lawyer and political activist. He became a member of his small country’s Board of Deputies in 1934, and the next year was elected to a council seat in Luxembourg City. 

Victor lived on the Sauer River, which forms the border between Luxembourg and Germany. As Hitler and the Nazis rose to power in the 1930’s, it became increasingly difficult for Jews to leave Germany. Desperate  Jews began crossing the treacherous Sauer River, hoping to find safety in the small kingdom. Fortunately for them, Victor Bodson was waiting on the other side to ferry them to safety. An expert driver and mechanic, Victor equipped his vehicle with a specially-designed apparatus to completely hide the passengers. When the Jewish refugees exited the river, they followed secret directions to Victor’s house, where he provided them with dry clothing and other basic needs. Then he ferried them to safe houses that he’d arranged and prepared beforehand.

Victor continued his heroic lifesaving efforts for seven years, from 1933 to 1940. He did this despite knowing that if the Nazis found out, he could be executed without trial. He took many risks during those seven years, never knowing whom he could trust when looking for people to hide Jews, never knowing if the Nazis were on his trail, and traveling through treacherous forests during bitter winter months. The exact numbers are unknown, and Victor did not talk about his brave actions, but historians estimate that he saved approximately 100 people – not to mention all those peoples’ descendants.

In May 1940, Germany invaded Luxembourg and Victor was unable to continue helping Jewish refugees. Most of the Luxembourg government fled in a motorcade, but Victor stayed behind to provide help amid the chaos. Later, using knowledge of backroads gained during his time as a motorcyclist, he escaped to France, then Portugal, and finally to Montreal, Canada where he became part of the Luxembourg government in exile. For the remainder of the war, Victor continued to help Jews and other refugees by providing them with entry visas to Canada and the United States. In 1942 the Gestapo put him on their most wanted list, but they were unable to do anything to him because he was so far away.

After the war, Victor returned to his homeland and served as a high level government commissioner, first in the justice department and later as the transportation minister. In 1971, Victor was deeply touched to be recognized as Righteous Among the Nations by Israeli Holocaust Memorial Yad Vashem. He wrote a beautiful letter of gratitude for the honor, humbly downplaying his own actions and saying that he was simply fulfilling his human duty to help others.

Victor Bodson died in 1984. He remains a source of pride to his countrymen who named the beautiful Victor Bodson Bridge after him. 

For saving one hundred lives over seven years, we honor Victor Bodson as this week’s Thursday Hero.

[unhetalia]

I wanted to do those posts about how we imagine each characters' features, then realised there were so many characters I wanted to do them for! Decided to start it off with the NA sibs.

America:

Baby faced. Soft, delicate features and slightly rounded cheeks, which makes his pouting very effective. Long eyelashes, big eyes. America The Beautiful is real and he is a menace. Physically 19-20, but his IDs claim he's older.

He's 182cm/5'11.

His hair is a light golden blonde, and skin has a natural medium tan. His eyes most closely match A17 blue. Because of his skin, I imagine America is often considered mixed race by humans.

Despite America's constant preoccupation with his weight, he isn't overweight. He doesn't have abs, and his stomach is soft - but it's flat. Most of his physical activity comes from being energetic and curious - he does a lot of hiking with Canada and Mexico, and he bikes everywhere because he secretly can't drive, so while he's physically fit, it doesn't translate to a superhero body, to his endless disappointment. Though he has incredibly strong legs on top of his insurmountable strength.

America l o v e s colours. He tends to buy all of his clothing second-hand, so his fashion can mostly be described as 'eclectic'. He is not known for being fashionable among the other Nations.

Canada:

He and America don't actually look very alike, and Canada thinks its more proximity that has people mistaking him for his brother all the time. Canada doesn't have America's baby face, and stopped getting what he wanted through pouting long ago. He has a sharp jawline and can be described as strikingly handsome, when people bother to look. He has the same long lashes and big eyes as his brother and are physically the same age.

He's two inches taller than his brother (6'1), but he slouches so much that they look the same height. He has a few suits for world meetings, but all off the rack. France despairs, but knows better than to buy him anything.

His hair and skin have a cooler undertone - his hair is lighter than America's and his skin is pale. His eyes most closely match A60, and looks purple in certain lights in the same way Elizabeth Taylor's did, but it is actually blue. He also doesn't actually need glasses, and wears them only because his brother had refused to wear his own unless he also had them, years and years ago. He's too used to it now, and it has sentimental value.

Canada is an avid hockey player, hiker and all around fitness buff, and his body secretly reflects that, underneath all the layers. He's broader in the shoulders and waist than America, and more muscular, to his brother's endless, ENDLESS bitterness. He's also very disciplined with his eating, and follows an athlete's diet. He REALLY cares about Hockey, guys.

HOCKEY JERSEYS. LAYERS. LOUNGEWEAR. He has the wardrobe of a typical sportsmad lad. Waterproof steel-toed boots, something he and Australia both extol the virtues of. He likes whites, greys, browns and lights blues.

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[allthecanadianpolitics]

A non-profit organization in B.C. says it has asked Canada’s Competition Bureau to investigate athletic-wear giant lululemon, arguing the company is misleading customers about its environmental impacts. A statement from Stand.earth says lululemon has been using the slogan “Be Planet” as part of its “impact agenda” released in 2020, but the company’s own reports reveal a doubling of greenhouse-gas emissions since then. lululemon’s 2022 impact report says its “products and actions help lead (the) industry toward a climate-stable future where nature and people thrive.” It also says the Vancouver-based company aims to meet a series of climate action targets by 2030, including a 60-per-cent reduction in emissions intensity for “Scope 3” operations, which encompasses the making and shipping of clothing globally.

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[dalekuda1]

Stylish and Empowering: A Guide to Gay Men's Fashion

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[writerofadream]

Fortune favors the Bold ⛓

TDI! Duncan x Juvie Bestfriend!Reader

Chapter Six: Sleepless in Seatle (Or was it Canada?) ⛓

Five Months Ago

Duncan was waiting for her in the cafeteria. He laughed once he saw her, because once her eyes met his, she groaned. "No, I am not eating." She turned away from him stalking off. "Aw, but they got your favorite, hotdogs!" He explained running after her. "I'm not hungry." She groaned trying to lose him as she walked even faster, he started running.

Finally, he tackled her and they both wrestled on the ground for a minute before he pinned her down. "Eat." He said with a warning in his voice. She shook her head. "Come on princess, I can't have you fainting again." He complained. "If I eat, Tarun. They'll make me take the meds, and I don't feel like myself with those." She explained your voice barely above a whisper.

"Okay." He sighed getting off her and pulling her up off the ground. He held her close for a minute sneakily putting an apple in her pant pocket. "Don't say anything." He whispered in her ear. She kissed his cheek coveying her thanks. "Don't mention it, L/N."

Duncan woke up with a start. Chris wanted you all up and out. He had you line up as he spoke. Duncan looked at you, since you were on the girl's side of the line. You wore a pair of shorts long enough to hide a majority of your cuts and bruises. You wore a short sweatshirt which revealed your stomach much to your dismay, you didn't have a choice when it came to the clothing Chris had bought you.

The fans screamed when they saw the tatoo on your lower back. 'Duncan Tarun' in cursive with a little tiger paw print beside the name. Duncan had a similar one only with your name and a scorpion tail on his collarbone.

"Okay, I hope your all ready for your next challenge because it begins in exactly one minute." Chris checked his watch. "Excuse me, I don't know if that's enough time to eat breakfast." Owen complained causing you to smack yourself in the face. "Oh, you'll get breakfast, Owen." Chris said sweetly which made you think Owen was not getting breakfast at all.

"Right after you complete your twenty kilometer run around the lake." You had to stiffle a laugh when Duncan muttered "What the fuck is a kilometer." but Eva had different plans. "Oh so you think your funny now. You know what I think would be funny-" She stalked up to Chris ready to beat the living daylight outta him but Duncan and Geoff held her back and you seperated Chris and Eva holding a gun at her head as Courtney gave her some advice.

"Thank you, M'Lady." Chris smiled cheekily at you causing you to swiftly punch him in the ribs before smiling back. "Your welcome." and you returned to your spot in line. Chris then had you all line up, before starting you on your run around the lake.

You and Duncan started off walking on your hands much to the confusion of the other campers. Owen tried to do the same think but failed spectactuarly.

You had gotten to eight kilometers before your hands had started to hurt, eventually you had to start running again, this time on your feet. "Your mom signing us up for gymnastics was such a good idea." You laughed breathing hard once you got to fourteen kilometers.

"Hell yeah." Duncan smiled as you finally reached the cafeteria.

You both sat down drinking some water with the other more athletic campers. Finally everyone was there. Owen was trying to bring Noah back to life, Harold was having a panic/athsma attack as Courtney berated him, Duncan was about to kill someone. You know, the usual.

Gwen realized something. "Wait... if they lost that means we won the challenge!" Her team cheered before Chris quickly shushed them. "That wasn't the challenge." He then showed a buffet and you had to laugh.

"Wait till Chis realizes the Juvie gave us one meal a day." Duncan laughed barely fazed by the buffet while other campers looked ready to pound down.

"I think maybe I'll eat a turkey leg. That's it." You laughed. "Mhm." Duncan smiled as you both let the other campers go first. He ended up having have a hotdog, and an orange, you had a turkey leg and a piece of garlic bread. The other campers ate until they were full for the next month.

"The challenge is to stay awake for as long as possible. The team with the last camper standing wins." Chris explained once everyone looked like they were about to enter food coma. "No way this lasts longer then an hour." Duncan whispered. "Oh obviously." You chuckled.

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It had been twelve fucking hours.

"I'm going to start shooting these bitches I swear." You grumbled under your breath. "Calm down, doll." Duncan muttered rubbing his eyes. You all had been herded like wild animals into a pavilion sitting around a campfire.

Owen passed out.

"Unsurprising." Duncan commented. "You know, this is a pretty decent way to avoid nightmares." You laughed shrugging your shoulders. "I guess that is a benefit. At least we won't wake up screaming." Duncan nodded in approval.

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Twenty three... god damn hours.

"Take my knife, and my gun, or else I literally will go on a murder rampage." You shoved the weapons into Duncan's hands. "Fair enough." He nodded, he had seen you go forty eight hours without sleep one time because the Juvie was on lockdown so they had alarms blaring the entire time which made it difficult for anyone to sleep... needless to say it wasn't pretty.

"I"M GOING TO FUCKING KILL THESE FUCKING GUARDS IF THEY DON'T STOP WITH THE GOD DAMN ALARMS I SWEAR JUST KILL THE FUCKING ESCAPEE BEFORE I LOSE MY SHIT." Duncan held you back from jumping the guards.

"Congratulations campers. You've made it to the 24 hour mark. Time to take things up a notch." Chris smiled happily gesturing to the pile of books next to him and Chef Hatchet who was dressed up in a sheep costume. "Fairytales." Chris explained.

"Oh this... this is terrifying." Duncan whispered.

Chef Hatchet started sprinkling you all with 'fairy dust' causing you to yawn because mixed with Chris's monotone voice and the quiet music in the background. It was getting difficult.

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51.

God.

Damn.

Hours.

"WHAT KIND OF FUCKING IMBECILE DECIDES TO DO THIS KINDA SHIT. GOD DAMN YOU FUCKING CHRIS MCLEAN NO ONE GIVES A SHIT ABOUT YOUR SAD PATHETIC LIFE BECAUSE YOU ARE A FUCKING SADIST YOU ASSHOLE CUNT EATING BITCH SUCKER FUCKER." Duncan held you back from beating the host to the ground.

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At 85 hours you started acting like you were on your meds. All happy, and sedated. Duncan started playing pranks to keep himself awake, first on Harold making him piss himself.

"What's the matter with you people? Come on fall asleep already." Chris appeared with a coffee in his hand. Gwen begged at his feet for the coffee. "You six stay with me. The rest of you please bathe, your killing the fish." Chris advised.

Chris monologued to the camera for a moment but you couldn't hear anything. Then he opened up a Canada history pop-up book and Duncan groaned beside you.

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87 hours was when Eva passed out. You had resorted to standing on your head. Duncan was doing push ups.

Holy shit, he hated Cananda.

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Duncan passed out next, his body fell to the floor and so did yours. Your eyes slid shut as Chris started talking about the war of 1812. Holy fucking hell, there was a reason you hated History class. Fucking boring. You felt Duncan's hands wrap around your waist pulling you close, and you passed out into the waiting arms of sleep.

Chris woke up Duncan since Gwen had won and Duncan brought you to the cabin, setting you down on his bed, knowing you'd freak out once you woke up.

Eva had different plans.

Someone had stolen her MP3 player.

"No one is going anywhere till I get my MP3 player back." She had kicked you all out and now you were standing against Duncan ready to keel over and die. Heather showed up with the MP3 player and returned it.

But you were more focused on Duncan then Eva's apology. "Your so cuteeee. Did I say that outloud... I'm sorryyyyy." You whined with a dopey smile swaying on your feet. "Alright darling. Time you get some sleep." Duncan laughed trying to ignore your comment.

Then it was time for campfire. Just like the day before everyone's name got called and Duncan threw your marshmallow into your mouth.

It was between Harold and Eva, and just like yesterday Chris held out a crazy long pause.

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"Harold!" he gave the redhead his marshmallow. "Eva, the dock of shame awaits. She yelled at her fellow cabin mates before stalking off kicking Chris in the shins.

Courtney toasted your guys marshmallows giving a toast, but Duncan and you had wandered off, both of you feeling the affects of the exhaustion now.

"Duncan, why did we say yes to Chriss?" You whispered. You both layed on your backs on a hill by the cabins staring at the stars. "We wanted freedom." He chuckled. "I never wanted freedom. I wanted you." You whisper-sang the last part causing Duncan to burst out laughing at something that really wasn't that funny.

"You are my favorite, Y/N my loveeeee." Duncan whisper-sang as well now and you giggled like a madman. That's where the cameras found you the next morning, your legs entwined, and Duncan who had pulled you close in his sleep.

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[berlinini]

Quick comparison on prices for items similar to the 28 clothing black hoodie, from brands that that Louis has worn:

28 clothing: 90 pounds, made in Portugal

Aimé Léon Doré: 210 pounds, made in Canada

Aries: 205 pounds, made in Italy

Pleasures: 110 pounds, printed in USA

Palace London: 135 euros (115 pounds), country of origin not specified

Obey: 90 pounds, country of origin not specified

Martine Rose: 325 pounds, made in Portugal

These are brands that I associate with Louis but also brands from the upcoming fashion scene and/or athletic/skate brands, and that I imagine would've served as inspiration and benchmark for developing 28 clothing.

Note that items made in Europe and Canada listed go for 200+ pounds, which is double the price of the hoodie.

Of course lots of elements will come into setting the price of an item, including design, fabrication, marketing, production and distribution, etc. but it seems like 28 clothing aims to be an independent, fashion-forward and athletic line and so far, affordable.

[ugrowgirl]

Since it's finally warm in Canada, soon I'll need to buy some new athletic wear. I'm excited to go shopping, especially for cropped leggings / bike shorts.

Buying cute new clothes and shoes you actually need is its own sort of reward for exercising or improving your body composition. Having a cute and comfy outfit makes you feel more confident and motivated to exercise too !

Most of my athletic wear is old, too big, or not suitable for summer. Wearing full length leggings gets so hot, oof. So, doing a wardrobe overhaul can be really fun. I recommend looking at second hand options as well ����🎽👟