#like a girl

[nickysfacts]

Remember, girls have been programming and writing algorithms way before it was cool!

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[genderlesgremlin]

Sorry for the photo spam but DRAAAAAGGG

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At school, they said to me in physical education: „You run like a girl.“ „You threw the ball like a girl.“ „You play football/soccer like a girl.“ The classroom said: „Languages are only for girls.“ „Romantic books are only read by girls.“ „Oh, I thought you were a girl.“ During the school examination, the doctor stated: „You are very small for a boy.“ „You have a petite physique, like a girl.“ Your muscles are weak, like a girl. At home it was said: "Only girls play flute." „Ballet is not for boys.“ „Why don't you climb trees like your brother?“ And now that I finally want to live like a girl and be a woman, everyone is surprised.

[mystarrybrain15]

guys im listening to lana del ray for the first time rn and... yes.

[willbrakeforneature]

Knobstone Trail

Part 1/3 of the Indiana Triple Crown, 50 miles in 13.5+ hours and put my name as the first lady on the FKT leaderboard for this trail!

The Knobstone Trail is the longest, and arguably toughest, trail of the three; toting 10,000 feet of elevation with steeper climbs and descents throughout the escarpment. I completed this in the ides of May 2023 and it is my longest run to date (time and distance)! By this time, it was already becoming overgrown in sections especially reroutes and there are many, many tree blow downs throughout from the inclement winter we had.

The idea started with a deep love of the trail and confidence from the hundreds of miles I spent on the Knobstone since learning about it in 2020. There were some local races that interested me at the 50 mile distance, but the most exciting and rewarding goal for me was to compile the trail in one effort, marrying all my dedication to it over the years. So I began to plan; how far apart were each trailheads again? where were the sources that I would filter water? could I really carry that many snacks? I was already very familiar with the weight of my pack at this time but realized that incorporating strength leading up to this endeavor would be paramount to my success so I became more dedicated to adding that to my training (and could my hips, calves and feet have done it without this?).

Based on fuel training and familiarity, I compiled my nutrition needs. Half of this in the front pockets, the other half stored with the bladder to be moved to the front around mile 22. ~ Ten salt tabs, two 16 oz front flasks filled with 1:1 scoops of Skratch hydration and Skratch super carb, two Skratch hydration servings for later, 40 oz of plain Louisville tap water, 2 Skratch rice krispy treats, 2 packs of Skratch gummies (with caffeine), 3 Bobo's oat bites, 2 granola bars and 2 GUs. While clearly aligned with Skratch, their cookbook taught me the importance of liquid hydration and I planned over half of my calories to be consumed that way, not to mention keeping up with the salt/electrolytes requirements.

I topped off the "oh shit" bag in my vest with a reflective blanket just in case, headlamp (needed to start), phone charger and cable, nut butter, sanitizing wipes, bandages, bug wipes, headphones, extra socks (not needed) and attached my trekking poles. My vest weighed in over 10 pounds, is this overpacking or complete preparedness?

Waking up that Saturday morning it felt surreal. Was I really about to wake my partner up, have him drop me off at a trailhead in the dark and continue north for 50 miles? I guess so, so I got out of bed.

I sipped my coffee on the ride there, a storm just passing over the knobs as we neared the the parking lot at Deam Lake, mile 0 of the Knobstone Trail. I put my pack on, said goodbye and off I was. Immediately I was wet, it was a humid morning and the passing leaves were holding water from the nights storm until I brushed against them. But even that was slipping from my mind, a continuously calling whippoorwill was the only sound I could focus on, followed by my breathe in the dark. I could see the lightning bugs still flickering, off to bed as I began my day. It felt magic, this had to be the morning for such a feat.

The first hour heading to Round Knob, the tallest point and most scenic overlook of the trail, I kept on track with nutriton plans (100 calories an hour, steady water, salt tab each 90 minutes or less) for the long day ahead. Getting here is a feat in itself, I stopped to enjoy the foggy view and then let it go behind me.

Time and miles went with ease. I was nearing mile 20 and as planned, my front pack snacks were running low and in a few miles I would be nearing a water source I planned to stop to filter water and rearrange my pack. Woof, putting on a pack filled with another 60+ ounces of water felt heavy but I kept out a snack to work on as I climbed back up to a ridge and out of this valley.

Next, the crux. It was nearing 90 degrees at this point in the afternoon and I was passing Leota (mile 25+) on my way to Elk Creek, 30 miles from the start. These hills always seem the most daunting and unrelentess, climbing up and down hollers in seemingly the middle of nowhere. I stopped again to refill water and worked on moving forward, running when I could even if just moments as I think its good for morale. This trail isn't what I would call "runnable" to begin with but it definitely pays to have the mental strength and strategy to settle in with the glorified hike, as I often hear of sections like this causing folks to bonk and tap out. I was beginning to miss the water bearing leaves, as that had evaporated by this point and I was focusing on staying hydrated and eating at this 9th hour.

I filled my front flasks again near mile 40, a flat mile or two that runs along the creek before the Delaney loop. This area was where my last longest run ended less than 6 months ago; that and thoughts of past runs with close friends in upcoming sections fueled me onward. Was I really this close to 50? I started to hear thunder in the distance, whose clouds I saw as I climbed, would this run end in a storm as it had almost began? Each turn on the last loops leaves you feeling like the last is just around the corner, I tried to stay in the moment and not to expectant as I broke 13 hours and thunder seemed closer. Nearing 13 and a half hours, I started going steeper downhill, the end was near! It started to sprinkle. Then I could see the ending trailhead. I was so proud, how did all of that just happen?

The rain started to pick up so I changed in the back of the car and got a Coke out of the cooler and some chips. We drove out of the park as the rain picked up. It was more than I could have asked for. Fifty miles on the Knobstone Trail. I am still giddy with a humility.

[redstonedust]

phenomenom thats been bothering me that i could only express via an mspaint reverse boomer comic

[nicomoon69]

the song made me giggle a lil as a trans guy

[habibisagi]

loving a character so much will unlock such vulnerable and cringe parts of you that you try to suppress so bad but you can't like it's so humbling

[nickysfacts]

Woman are and have always been capable of amazing athletic feats, but are only able to do them when they are empowered and not held back!

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[amygdalae]

My problem with heterosexual romance novels (which I am reading under duress due to my coworker book club but find somewhat entertaining cuz they're not something I normally wld read) is that whenever the love interest is an asshole the author also makes him all dommy dom. when what I really want is for him to be thoroughly put in his place. All of these shithead Christian grey knockoff guys in these books would be excellent brat material but nobody cares what I want. Nobody cares what I want

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

girl why the hell WEREN'T you at the devil's sacrament 👀 that's three sacraments in a row you've missed 👀 👀 👀

[bucatinibucatini]

i love cis people cause when i say “when i used to be a girl…” they go “mhmm…. but also….. you’ve ALWAYS been a man” okay ur very sweet but actually i was a weird girl in middle school and you need to know that to understand my personality today

[inkskinned]

please i love you i'm begging you bring back suspension of disbelief bring back trusting the audience like. i cannot handle any more dialogue that sounds like a legal document. "hello, i am here to talk to you about the incident from a few minutes ago, because i feel you might be unwell, and i am invested in your personal wellbeing." "thank you, i am unwell because the incident was hurtful to me due to my childhood, which was bad." I CANT!!!!

do you know how many people are mad that authors use "growled" as a word for "said"? it's just poetics! they do not literally mean "growled," it's just a common replacement for "said with force but in a low tone." it's normal! do you hear me!! help me i love you please let me out of here!!!