#new weight class

[stickthisbig]

Today's niche Mom Can't Cook knowledge is that while I was not a wrestler in high school, I was a competitive powerlifter, which is also relies on weight classes, and if you think they talked about it way past the point of tedium in that movie, it's way worse in real life.

Also, what's his name is a fuckin scrub for not being able to change his weight by 6 pounds

For our meets, and this was normal then, which was basically the same time the movie is set, we'd weigh in advance and then the coach would turn in the card with at least one lifter in every weight class. You always wanted to be as heavy as you could be without going into another weight class, because it gave you an advantage (don't know if that's also true for wrestling, but it seems like it must be)

And sometimes you get in there and the scale is 3, 4, 5 pounds off what you need it to say, and that is when The Bullshit begins. Girls taking off clothes, girls putting on clothes, girls shedding water weight, girls eating whatever was available, as long as it wasn't drugs or holding onto a literal weight, we'd do it

Six pounds?? Give me forty-five minutes and don't ask any questions

[saeshiraw]

tired girl hours i’m just ranting bcos i don’t have enough time to cry

[murcielagatito]

their arms look so fucking delectable

[mantisgodsdomain]

Tags from this post segmented off into a post of their own (if you don't want to click that link, then just the phrase "ancient iterator dick discourse" should suffice. We have strong opinions about iterator construction because we live with a guy who manages large-scale construction projects and such like this for a living and it's really hard to listen to half a dozen calls about the legalities of one (1) bridge and budgeting and materials construction and the legally mandated fund for art on major construction projects and then just buy in to hundreds of years of iterator designs using a single thing made by one guy without changing a single piece of it or at the very least having eighty engineers arguing the shit out of it.

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#we speak #realistically it would just require more specific tinkering w what we choose to include but we still think the dickscourse is funny #it's the image of a bunch of ancient monks gathering around to very seriously debate decisions with the upcoming iterator project #and then the whiteboard is just like. “ITERATORS: dick or no?” #(vital context: we got hung up on the semantics of people giving their iterators actual genitals in smut) #(as the existence of that on the puppet implies that someone had to design and manufacture and ship that shit for the finished iterator) #(and the general aura of the ancients instantly catapults this to fucking hilarious because it implies job titles like “dick director”) #(and work emails about iterator pipe written in the exact same cadence as all of the ancient correspondence we see in-game) #we dont think a lot of people designing iterators really Get the sheer amount of semantics and construction and effort and PEOPLE #that go into a project of the iterator's scale #especially when hundreds of them have been constructed! theres gonna be a whole ass trail of design changes and iterations! #youre gonna have hundreds of years of iterators being designed and technology coming into fashion and out of fashion #and things being integrated and things becoming obsolete and things being more or less practical as time goes on! #you cant really say that All Iterators have a trait because the sheer scale and timeframe theyre built on means thats near impossible #our windows 95 writing computer has different construction and deeply different design to a laptop from 2023 #despite them technically being the same type of technology #you expect tech developed hundreds of years apart to be The Same? absolutely not. theres gonna be eight trillion weird design quirks #accumulated both in the construction process and in the continued design refinement and improvement stage #...which is to say that you can and should write what u want but if youre gonna include pleasure inducing wires then we want like #a 40k word essay on how this got into the design how it wound up in future designs what function the wires perform that makes them Like That #and so on and so forth #we admire the confidence and ingenuity of the people who want to fuck the robots but we cannot get into their fantasies with good conscience #we live in the same house as an engineer who manages largescale construction and we also know too much about designing technology #...we should segment these tags into a separate post or something. we've gone WAY off-topic.

[longagoitwastuesday]

Going through the Utahim.e tag had me checking several times if at some point I had clicked on the G.ojo/Utahim.e one instead

[caernua]

if i beat my gym anxiety this year i will literally be unstoppable

[moonchild-in-blue]

i need someone to take a lead rolling pin and stretch my back and shoulders like cookie dough 🙏

[johndonneswife]

[bluebellhairpin]

!!!

[ishikawayukis]

ok so maybe people weren't lying and exercise is actually good for you because i haven't had insanely bad cramps and my pms didn't make me think hey i wanna die actually and i might be in a great mood after cycling for an hour and yeah my sleep is slowly getting better so like yeah whatever 🙄

[virmillion]

“i’m normal i’m normal” <- liar. that man made a spreadsheet of the splatoon 3 weapons and how much he uses each

[yaoyuandaydream]

how can quiet feel so heavy when it's so easy

[caramelmochacrow]

^ dumbass thought it was monday. Hell.

[superfluouskeys]

forcing yourself to exercise is a constant trial but OOOOOOHHHH when the results start to hit!!!!!

[void-tiger]

There is just this rage that comes with realizing your body is just completely fucked while still outwardly looking Fine.

And then garnering the judgement of family who have convinced themselves you’re not trying hard enough.

And still waiting for a finished diagnosis to try petitioning for life-long physical therapy, pain management (that are NOT opioids when you can’t take nsaids, and you’re deemed too young for steroid injections especially as it is never brought up as an option), and ssi disability. Because what else are you gonna do. Especially when you’ll always be a burden. Capitalistic life isn’t designed to allow you to rest so you can still do Something within your limitations and not get injured, anyway. Or have energy left for yourself.

(No one is really clever enough to help, either. Is it even worth the risk to try contacting rehabilitation services when you need to stay on medicaid for a eventually-debilitating auto immune disease that has to have very expensive injections twice a month, all the while it’s the hypermobility that makes even being a student or hobbies or chores so iffy?)

And then trying to befriend some people. But there’s this wall there. They radiate concern. Sometimes affection. But I don’t want pity. (I don’t know how to accept actual sympathy to my face by their vibes and tone and body language, anyway.) I just want secure friendships. I just want—for once in my adult life, or my life period if including neurodivergence’s and the resulting cptsd from not even remotely accepting environments—to not be my Problems. Someone else’s Problem.

I just want to be human. I want to have fun and feel capable and not blunderingly or intentionally reminded that I’m not.

(Am I even worth being someone not pitied? Not judged? Will I ever be fun?)

[earlgreybaby]

literally my only motivation for working out is just to have better form in ballet send help