I love this quote from Vagenda:
I want to fill the space in my brain reserved for a running noms tally to be replaced with clever, worthwhile things. And not even just those great things but with silly, fun, absurd, ridiculous things.
I went for two runs in Brighton last weekend. I think the second one helped me get through my hangover faster.
How Pinterest is Killing Feminism has made me worry about my activity on Pinterest.
Most of my pins are inspirational quotes like:
What about pins to teach me about stuff?
Is it wrong to think about how to lose weight?
For 20 weekdays I went running before work. Last week my knee had a twinge and it was pouring, so I did exercises from youtube instead and rediscovered Mr Motivator. I love the workout and am shocked how long it is since I’ve done any aerobics other than running. I’m shocked at how wobbly I am!
I don’t think it’s wrong to devote 30 minutes a day to exercise. This is not neglecting the life of the mind. I don’t think it’s wrong to blog about de-wobbling and eating lots of tasty fruit. I love the Tesco’s £2 mixed fruit bowls (like a pikey I only buy them when reduced).
If I devote, for example, 40 minutes in a day to a mixture of exercise and blogging, I will try, from now on, to spend 40 minutes learning about triceratops (‘three-horned face’), commenting on Comment is Free and imbibing more wisdom from the much-missed Christopher Hitchens.
So, in conclusion, I have chosen to sit on the fence and both try to be thin and to follow Betty Friedan’s exhortion to grow to my mind to its full capacity. I don’t want to be a fat feminist.