Talk to your doctor! Bloating and constipation is normal in recovery (unfortunately), but they may have some suggestions for you.
Until then, check out this (really long) article on Your Eatopia. Scroll down, or Ctrl+F for “phases of recovery,” for a lot of really good information on dealing with constipation, bloat, and other symptoms that come along with recovery from a restrictive eating disorder.
Also, I am so proud of you for your recovery. You’re so brave and strong.
In case anyone thinks that I always look good, here are some outtakes from my dance shoot with Jeremy.
If each of my Followers donated one penny, I’d make my goal. (Sorry, the minimum donation is $1.)
If each person who visited my blog today donated 3 cents, I’d make my goal. (Sorry, the minimum donation is still a buck.)
Basically what I’m saying is, please see if you can spare a dollar. If you can, I’ll love you forever. If you can’t, please reblog this, e-mail the link to your friends, and tell others about my fundraising campaign. This certification would allow me to teach classes (and you know I’d give you guys free and cheap classes!) and work at gyms, which will help me along to one of my goals: owning my own health/wellness gym.
p.s. Plus, if you donate (and I reach my goal), there are a number of rewards to be had for donations of $10 or more!
I have a lot of thoughts about #fitspo. Mostly, it’s about how much I dislike the skinny, white, female able bodies that flood the tag. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with these women who are hailed for their beauty and strength, but the problem comes when we are offered no alternatives. Most people who use the #fitspo tag will post them exclusively, choosing to actively ignore other bodies or even place them in a position of inferiority. That doesn’t sit well with me.
However, the concept of fitspo is quite nice in the abstract. It’s great to celebrate people for their fitness-related accomplishments and admire their skills. It’s just that their skills and talents are typically ignored in favor of their aesthetics. And this seems like twisted logic to me: If we’re supposedly praising these people because of how “fit” they are, then why would we completely remove their achievements from the discussion? Why would we diminish and objectify them?
What I propose is that we reclaim the #fitspo tag:
- Find a person or athlete that you admire. They do not have to be “healthy” or attractive in the conventional sense, so pick someone whose fitness-related accomplishments are just plain badass.
- Spend a few minutes researching their life and career, what inspires them, what makes them tick, and why they’re so darn cool.
- Create a post that not only shows a photo of them, but actually talks about their accomplishments. If possible, choose a photo that doesn’t place the focus on their body, but rather on them in action.
- Tag it as #fitspo and/or #reclaiming-fitspo
- And of course, support others by reblogging the #fitspo that you like best.
On an incredibly small scale, I have done this on my blog. I would love to see this trend reach further throughout tumblr.
It’s important for us to think about fitness in terms of more than just appearance. How someone looks is fairly irrelevant to their health. Once we start to view someone as a person and not as a body, then we can begin to truly appreciate them.
rachaelrk replied to your post: At the end of the school year, we had to run a mile in gym glass. Girls had to run it in less than 9 minutes to get an A, and guys had 7 minutes. I am a 15 year old girl and it took me 13:50 to run. Is that really bad?
Im surprised you think that standard is ridiculous. In my middle school the average mile time for girls was about 8 minutes, but most of the girls I was friends with, including me, ran about it in 6 or 7. Anything over 13 minutes was not tolerated.
I consider it ridiculous because we don’t give our students the means to run like that. When I was in middle school in SoCal, we ran a mile every week and frequently did sprints outside. So of course I could run the mile weekly without an issue.
But in high school, gym class was a mash-up of overly-violent dodgeball, badminton, “hockey,” and rude teachers. None of it was helpful in any way towards your personal fitness. For example, we never once stretched in my years of high school gym class, yet when the Presidential Fitness Test time came around each year, we were expected to be able to sit with straight legs and reach quite a few inches past our toes.