Everyone is posting pics of their already glowing summer tans and their summer abs and I’m here in Canada just like… “Oh look, it’s snowing again”.
makes 12 cubes
3 large strawberries, mashed and chopped
ice cube tray
Place a combination of mashed and chopped strawberries in each ice cube slot. Pour enough filtered water to fill the tray. Freeze until frozen through and serve with cocktails and lemonade.
Very Berry Banana Fro Yo Shake
Servings: 1 • Serving Size: 1 shake •
Calories: 211.7 • Fat: 2.1 g • Protein: 5.6 g • Carb: 48 g • Fiber: 5.7 g • Sugar: 26.3 g
Sodium: 90.6 mg
- 1/2 cup mixed berries (blueberries, blackberries, strawberries)
- 1/2 ripe frozen banana
- 1/2 cup organic nonfat vanilla frozen yogurt (Stonyfields)
- 1/2 cup unsweetened vanilla almond milk (or skim, soy, etc)
Place all the ingredients in the blender and blend until smooth.
Saw this somewhere else and felt the need to post it cause no one else ever really tells you this stuff
My mom never really noticed. She noticed when she was breast feeding my little brother and blood started coming out instead of milk.
My mom said she felt and saw a little lump in the shower. She was lucky enough she found it at stage 2
My mom had a mammogram. The radiologist thought the spots were just regular calcium deposits.
Turns out it was triple negative breast cancer that had spread to her lymph nods. Mastectomy, radiation and chemo saved her life.
This could SAVE a life.
Check regularly ladies!
These are my legs.
They rub together, have stretchmarks, dry skin, scars and cellulite. They don’t look always look good in pictures. They don’t fit into topshop jeans.
But I love them. Do you want to know why? Do you want to know how I can love a pair of imperfect legs?
I choose to. I say ‘fuck it’ to the ‘ideal’ shape, length and circumference of a woman’s legs. I say ‘fuck it’ to the people who make jeans who decide no woman with a small waist has big legs. I say, nobody gets to choose whether or not I am beautiful except for me.
Small thighs would not allow me to do the things I do. They wouldn’t allow me to squat 75kg or keep up with rowers inches taller than me. If I had a thigh gap, I might look daintier, but I wouldn’t be as fast. The stretchmarks on my thighs are testament to how quickly I got stronger. The cellulite serves me no purpose, but it does me no harm.
The gap between my legs has been filled with strength, beauty, happiness, health and love. And those things mean more to me than an inch or two of empty space.
Great message. And I know how you feel about the jeans…it’s impossible for me to find jeans :(
You are beautiful!