You Don’t Need Exercise!

I hate when people view me exercising as some sort of unhealthy, desperate attempt to look like a thin supermodel because I must hate my body! When in fact, the opposite is true. I work out because I love my body, and working out is one of the best ways to stay healthy~ physically and mentally. If you’re a woman trying to work out, you’ve probably heard at least one of the phrases below:

“You don’t need to work out,you look fine!”

“You don’t need to work out, real women have curves!”

“You’re so skinny, why would you work out?”

“You’re not THAT big.”

“You’re so big, why you gonna start working out now?”

“You look good with meat on your bones. Why you wanna look skinny?”

I’ve found that it often gets ignored that working out helps reduce anxiety, keeps depression at bay, and helps you live a longer,healthier life. Whether or not your aim is to lose weight, exercise has many benefits, but people are still going to comment on whether or not you“should” be working out.

Scenario1: You’re already thin.

I’ve fallen into this category before, although I’m not so thin anymore. People will see a thin woman working out and wonder “Why is she working out? She’s already skinny! She must have an eating disorder”.

Nevermind that she could be trying to tone her muscles, get a stronger heart, or be stronger in general. When I was thin I was often met with the idea that because I was already thin, working out would “make me so thin I would disappear”, or that I just didn’t need to work out.

The aim is not always to lose weight. So what’s the answer to “You don’t need to exercise, you’re already thin!”

The answer is: I exercise because exercise is a healthy habit.

Scenario 2: You’re seen as insecure.

Perhaps you’re not-so-thin, but you still like to do your work out. You might be met with a sigh and a pitiful “You look gooood, why you working out? You look fiiiiine… Do you not like how you look?” Right now, I fall into this category. Not thin, not big, just wanting to work out for my general health and well-being. It can be perceived as low-self esteem, and it has.

When in reality (like I said above) I love my body, and that’s why I want to take care of it.

So if you’re not thin and you’re not big, and people are wondering why you’re concerned with working out,what’s the answer to their silly questions?

The answer is: I exercise because exercise is a healthy habit.

Scenario 3: You got CURVES/meat on your bones.

Chubby is cute. It even sounds cute. It sounds like you’re bubbly and carefree and you do what you want with your body. Bigger girls have “meat on their bones” and are met with the ever-circulating-on-Facebook comment of “REAL women have curves”. I think the women with this body type are met with comments like “Girl, you look good. You got curves. You don’t need to workout” (there’s that phrase again). People might think you’re insecure, trying desperately to lose the extra pounds, or that you’re afraid you’re going to get heavier. When in actuality, I’ve seen bigger girls get on a treadmill and do 20 minutes of running, when I can barely do 5. You can be big, and you can be healthy, and you can be working out for your health. Losing the weight is not always the aim, and if you’re chubby and working out to get toned, get healthier, or to keep your current weight, then work out! And if you are doing it to lose weight, then kudos to you! Work out!

When people are wondering why you’re exercising, since your curves are just fine, what’s the answer to their wondering?

The answer is: I exercise because exercise is a healthy habit.

Do you see a pattern here? ;-) It doesn’t matter what you look like, your age, or your personal reasons for working out. I know I’m sick of being asked WHY I’m trying to work out because of my body type, or being told I don’t “need” to. When in reality, we could all be doing some exercise for our health, because exercise is a healthy habit.

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I Believe I’ve Found a New Hair Routine!

So this has been my issue with my wavy, waist-length hair~ my scalp is very oily, and the rest of the hair is quite dry.  If I use products for dry hair, my scalp gets WAY too oily.  If I use stuff for oily hair, my hair becomes dry like hay.  So this is what I’ve come up with!

1) I wash my hair like normal with Tresseme.  Apply a bit of olive oil to the ends and a bit further up (but *not* the roots/scalp/etc).  Once it’s almost dry, I make sure it’s completely dry with a blow-drier.  (Surprisingly, the olive oil made my hair stay pretty straight after blow-drying!)

2) Apply a bit more oil if still too dry.  Adding more is easier than putting too much in and having to take it out!

3) Brush thoroughly to even out any oil.  Straighten with a flat iron.

4) Apply some dry shampoo to the roots/scalp to soak up any oil that might have gotten up there.

And ta-da!  Now my hair is evenly moisturized and not oily :-)   Woo hoo! Image

5: Ani DiFranco’s “Camping”

Saw this short, sweet one in her book called “Verses” and decided to do it. I’m definitely seeing progress in my memory, now I hope to see progress in my delivery of the poetry!

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4: Seatbelt Hands (Listener)

My 4th spoken poetry video. I love this one, so I did my own version of it. It was super-fun learning the words and trying to put the right emotion to every sentence. I hope I did okay.

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My Late-90′s Tumblr

Hello everyone (-: So I hopped on the tumblr bandwagon, and I wasn’t sure what to post, so I started posting stuff from my favorite time-period~

the late 90′s! 

I had so much fun diving into that nostalgia that I changed the entire blog from “Moody Thursday” to “Late 90′s Vibe” (-: 

So now I’m having a ton of fun posting stuff, and I wanted to share that. 

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Awkward Hugs,

Moody Thursday

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Adventurous Shopping Cart

Another day.  Another routine, unadventurous, predictable day.  All of us shopping carts line up close together (too close, if you ask me) and wait for someone to pick us.  One by one my brethren get pulled and yanked apart, and rolled into the store.  Sometimes by gentle hands, sometimes by a careless man, sometimes they are loaded with kids.  To me, everyday is the same thing, no matter what hand seems to grab me.
Cold hands, big hands, small hands, dirty hands, gloved hands…it doesn’t matter.  They use me for a while, then they leave me right where they found me.  And this place just doesn’t feel like home.  I’m never with any one pair of hands for more than a few fleeting moments before I end up right back where I started.  Everyday.  All day.
It gets old.
Yet, something tells me today is different.  You see, a pair of young hands today rolled me around the store, but didn’t put me back in my place.  This time, I was left a little further away from the store, on a grassy patch of land, under a tree.  It’s nice here.  I’ve never been this far away from the store before.
As I felt the sun warm up my metal frame, and the wind rushed by to cool my steel bars, someone approached me.  This person was unlike any I’d seen before.  He was older, hunched over, wearing quite a bit of clothes (and in a very eccentric fashion, I must add).  He was carrying a huge burden of cans and what I assumed were his personal belongings.  As he got closer I could see his scraggly beard and tattered shoes.
“Hermphersen”, he grunted as he heaved all his belongings inside of me, and the most curious thing happened.  I felt full.  No, I don’t mean packed with groceries or kids or various junk for sale.  I felt full of important things.  These were this man’s belongings, and he had entrusted them to me.
His rough hands grabbed my handle and dislodged me from the grassy patch, and rolled me away.  Away from the store!  I felt a sense of adventure and purpose I had never felt before.  It was a brand-new feeling, and I loved it.  As I looked back at the store that had been my home (or my prison?) for so long, I knew I wouldn’t miss it.  I was bound for new adventures in the world beyond the marketplace.  I was ready to see the streets of the city: the good, the bad, the hot summers, the chilled winters… I was ready to be this man’s companion for more than just a few moments.  Adventure…finally!
And who knows? Maybe someday this man will leave me on the side of the interstate to grow old and rusty while watching all the fast cars go by, enjoying the sights and the open sky.

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Tiptoe (3rd spoken word poem)

Now that I’m all done moving ‘cross country, I’ve finally uploaded another spoken word poetry video :–)
“Tiptoe” by Ani DiFranco.
This one had me really tongue-tied, but I think that’s what helps improve my enunciation :-p It’s the 3rd one I’ve done so far, and I hope to get better with time.

I might try one by Listener next, but man, if you’ve ever heard of Listener, you know there’s no way I can match his energy. lol ^__^

As always, awkward hugs and thanks for watching =^ v ^=
*Moody Thursday*

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My Vow To All Women

I vow to always look out for you.

No matter who or how you are.

Whether you’re a friend…or I can’t stand your ass, I vow to help you if you are ever helpless.

I will defend you against sexual assault, even if you are passed out.  Even if you did wear that skimpy outfit and drank way too much.  Even if you asked for shot after shot, one after the other.  I will never leave you vulnerable to harm.

Even if you have a bad reputation.  Even if you have no reputation.

I will stand up for what is right, even if we’ve had conflict in the past.  Even if we never got along or we clash with religion. I will protect you however I can.

Even if you were flirting earlier with that guy, even if you were not.

Whether you are shy, friendly, stuck up, or not.

I will not leave you in a dangerous situation where you can be harmed.

And when you’re brave enough to speak about the past, I will never say you asked for it or deserved it.

This is my vow to all women.

I vow to always look out for you.

~Yaritza Garcia~

(PS: I wanted to write this after reading about Steubenville Case (url below), and I also believe that if anyone makes the youthful mistake of drinking too much, it doesn’t mean they deserve to be raped or harmed.  This goes for both girls and guys.  Blessed be.)


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SuperQuick Update

Hello Hello everyone!  It’s been about a month since I posted a blog!  I’ve recently moved all the way from the west coast to the east coast, and I’ve been wrapped up in packing, unpacking, cleaning, and getting acclimated. 

I’m curing my internet withdrawals tomorrow when I have wi-fi set up :-p

I’m looking forward to uploading another spoken-word poetry video (yes, I’m still doing those, though it got put aside for a bit).

I also have a new short story to upload as well.

Thanks to everyone who has subscribed to my blog!!

~Much Love from the East Coast~

Moody Thursday

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Cute Little Kitten =^ v ^=

Happy Friday! This is my cute kitty, who is super big now :-p

(Excuse the video quality)

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