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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>Shrinking Violet</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @josephineviolet)</generator><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>I&amp;#8217;m like totally suicidal not in the way where I am planning to kill myself but in the way...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m like totally suicidal not in the way where I am planning to kill myself but in the way where I really want to. I never can and I never would because I know a lot of people depend on me. Still, I have negative desire to be alive right now and don&amp;#8217;t really have any hope or excitement for my future. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I feel like I so often have in the past: Like I wish I could lock myself away in a cabin in the woods and never talk to anyone or see anyone ever again. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/43149356989</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/43149356989</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2013 10:01:26 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Last night at the gym I felt tuckered out after only 3 miles. My goal was to do at least 4, and I’m...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Last night at the gym I felt tuckered out after only 3 miles. My goal was to do at least 4, and I’m not in the habit of missing my running goals. I really should be doing around 6 or 7 per day at this point. I felt disappointed, sad, and tired. I had been up since 4:30 am and it was already almost 9 pm and I haven’t been able to run with the flu for weeks. Dejected, I turned the treadmill off and ripped my ear buds out. A heavier man was walking on the treadmill next to me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“You’re great!” he said, and I turned to say,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“What?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“You’re great! You didn’t miss a beat. You were flying. You’re totally motivating me!” &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I couldn’t stop smiling. How humbling! How generous. How kind. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/40764413834</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/40764413834</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2013 10:24:16 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I come to vent. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;I am on day 12 of the flu. I haven&amp;#8217;t been able to work out. I ran a mile 1 day and fainted the next. This. Is. Miserable. I&amp;#8217;m going to attempt some yoga tonight despite my gross head/chest situation, sore throat, and light-headedness. I feel so awful and out of shape. All I want to do is get better, and I have no idea how I&amp;#8217;m going to rebuild my running foundation quick enough to run my half marathon at the end of February. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I weigh around 133-135 right now, which is a perfectly acceptable weight especially since I got my boobs back. Not being able to exercise is taking a toll on me emotionally though. Running is so important for my mental health. I really just feel like I&amp;#8217;m on the verge of tears at all times right now. I feel over emotional and insecure. I don&amp;#8217;t feel fat. When my coworker makes fat jokes just to be an asshole, I calmly say, &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m not overweight,&amp;#8221; because I KNOW I&amp;#8217;m not and it&amp;#8217;s insulting to everyone to call someone fat in general, let alone if it&amp;#8217;s a healthy weight. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t know what I want for myself. I guess to tone my abs. I wish my legs were smaller. But those are two nitpicky things and I can&amp;#8217;t obsess over things like that again. Not being able to work out has also made me kind of crazy about eating. Since I&amp;#8217;ve basically just been laying around I&amp;#8217;ve been trying to eat as infrequently as possible which is sort of ridiculous. I&amp;#8217;m not depriving myself of get-better stuff like Vitamin C, etc, but I&amp;#8217;m trying not to overdo it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am deeply unhappy for no reason. I have friends and a job that I like and stuff to do. But I&amp;#8217;m still sad and insecure and I&amp;#8217;m scared I am going to try to lose weight to fix it. It won&amp;#8217;t fix it. I don&amp;#8217;t need to get weird again. I don&amp;#8217;t need to lose my period or cry when I have to eat 14 calorie cough drops. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think I am some type of lonely. I think I feel a little worthless. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/39953948523</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/39953948523</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jan 2013 16:34:49 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Come baaaccckkk!! I miss your posts! :(</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You are the sweetest. You know what? Yeah. I’ll start posting more. And I would love to start reading more of your stuff!&lt;strong&gt; Anyone who would like to keep in touch let me know and I will check up on your blog at least once a week and post once a week!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have a hard time posting here for a number of reasons. I am still kind of focusing on weight loss and definitely focusing on fitness, but I’m trying to get it to be more of a life thing than a day to day thing. I think thinking about it all the time put it in my head so deep. That was the reason why I lost weight in the first place, for sure, but ultimately I want it to be something more natural and something I don’t have to obsess over. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It’s hard with work to be super fit. I have a number of races coming up though and I try to get to November Project whenever I can (a workout group in Boston). I went most days in November. I have a half marathon in February, a stair climb in March, a 5-miler in February, etc. etc. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I also am part of a Boston Brunch Runners group now that runs on Sundays and then gets brunch. So…that’s fun.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In general I feel insecure about my weight right now but I know I’m in a healthy place. This morning I weighed 133 but I don’t think I have as much muscle as I used to. If I stay here forever I won’t be upset but I would like to get more fit. I just want it to last.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/37835394522</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/37835394522</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2012 10:36:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><description>&lt;a href="http://main.nationalmssociety.org/site/TR/General/MAMGeneralEvents?px=11635588&amp;pg=personal&amp;fr_id=18925"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;I know I never post on here anymore, but I’m doing a run (up stairs) for MS.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If you could throw even $1 my way, I’d sincerely appreciate it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Miss you all. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/36763163319</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/36763163319</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2012 17:23:37 -0500</pubDate><category>ms</category><category>multiple sclerosis</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_md6ojtqCro1r6io77o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_md6ojtqCro1r6io77o2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/35283161253</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/35283161253</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2012 14:23:52 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>No one has more fun on a Monday morning.</title><description>&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.301498036625301.64706.246449015463537&amp;type=1"&gt;No one has more fun on a Monday morning.&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/35126242502</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/35126242502</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2012 09:19:45 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>&lt;3</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_md19kgcCyZ1r6io77o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_md19kgcCyZ1r6io77o2_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_md19kgcCyZ1r6io77o3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/35075591438</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/35075591438</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2012 16:12:16 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I've been having my ups and downs since I started work. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;I went through weeks of binging and craving and struggling to workout and feeling sick and fat.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I feel good again and I have for about a week. I hope it lasts.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think a big part of it is my workouts with The November Project. It takes the focus off of working out for vanity and puts it on working out to be a part of something bigger. It takes the pressure off of numbers and puts it on effort. Wake up. Get there. Push yourself. That&amp;#8217;s enough.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There is something so healthy, so human, so special about starting your day off by getting fit with a bunch of funny, lively, smiling people. You can talk to anyone there and it&amp;#8217;s not weird. It&amp;#8217;s almost expected. I&amp;#8217;m not the most outgoing person ever, but I feel so comfortable there. Everyone is there to love and care and never to judge. If you wake up and put in the effort to get to November Project, you&amp;#8217;re already a badass. Everything you do from there is just bonus badass, though the exceptional are praised and noticed. It&amp;#8217;s inspiring. It makes me feel cared about in a big city where I am otherwise nameless. I&amp;#8217;m making friends there who I cherish.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m pretty grateful. In the past year I have been unhealthy in many different ways. Under-eating, over-exercising, binge-eating. Yesterday, I ran a half-marathon. I  teared up at the beginning of each half I&amp;#8217;ve done because I just feel so lucky and proud to be able to run. I get emotional thinking about the fact that I ran from depression into health. I ran from losing myself in consumption into being fairly fit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s just &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt; to invest time in myself, to feel pretty because I&amp;#8217;m healthy instead of pretty because I&amp;#8217;m skinny. It&amp;#8217;s nice to care about myself and want things for myself. And it&amp;#8217;s nice to have a group who actually kinda gives a fuck about me. Or, you know, a &amp;#8220;Fuck yeah!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/35062537465</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/35062537465</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2012 12:06:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Half marathon #2! A time of 1:55:01 (last time I ran 1:45) but...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcz899wGPI1r6io77o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Half marathon #2! A time of 1:55:01 (last time I ran 1:45) but it was very hilly and I’m not in as good shape so I’m still pretty jazzed. My goal was to be under 2 hours. Done. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The first 6 miles were very much uphill, and so was mile 12 (brutal). I kept thinking of the November Project dude yelling, “You can slow down, but you can’t stop!” Steady, steady, I finished. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34994415069</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34994415069</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2012 13:48:45 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>timeformetobehappy:

Oh my god what no
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcda8um68C1qbrivdo1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://timeformetobehappy.tumblr.com/post/34211698699/oh-my-god-what-no"&gt;timeformetobehappy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh my god what no&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34993734022</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34993734022</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2012 13:39:57 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>My workout tribe is weird/strong/awesome.</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="711"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="https://www.facebook.com/v/840643202447" /&gt;&lt;embed src="https://www.facebook.com/v/840643202447" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="1" width="400" height="711"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;My workout tribe is weird/strong/awesome.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34844131678</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34844131678</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2012 15:18:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>maplequeef:

textpostsrus:

let’s play a game called what does gordo from lizzie mcguire look like...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://maplequeef.tumblr.com/post/34297193428/textpostsrus-lets-play-a-game-called-what-does"&gt;maplequeef&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://textpostsrus.tumblr.com/post/31724517427/lets-play-a-game-called-what-does-gordo-from"&gt;textpostsrus&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;let’s play a game called what does gordo from lizzie mcguire look like now&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mah3h8cykM1qeb6mb.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;nevermind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i bet he’s friends with cole sprouse&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;d still hit it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34830671717</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34830671717</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2012 10:48:14 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>New haircut. Taking selfies at work like a nerd.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcto3cEByT1r6io77o1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;New haircut. Taking selfies at work like a nerd.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34771509161</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34771509161</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2012 14:45:12 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Bostonians- Come run/play with us tomorrow evening!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://november-project.com/the-running-of-the-bowls/"&gt;&lt;a href="http://november-project.com/the-running-of-the-bowls/"&gt;http://november-project.com/the-running-of-the-bowls/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34714222283</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34714222283</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2012 15:27:55 -0400</pubDate><category>boston</category><category>running</category></item><item><title>scallawag:

commanderspock | shapeandcolour

This weekend,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8htaomltf1qzoequo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://scallawag.tumblr.com/post/29069889406/commanderspock-shapeandcolour-this-weekend"&gt;scallawag&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://commanderspock.tumblr.com/post/29062689172/shapeandcolour-this-weekend-activists-in-uganda"&gt;commanderspock&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://shapeandcolour.tumblr.com/post/29054020402/this-weekend-activists-in-uganda-a-country"&gt;shapeandcolour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This weekend, activists in Uganda - a country where homosexuality is punishable by death - held their first Pride. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is the epitome of courage. I have no other words. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34366370951</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34366370951</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Oct 2012 16:29:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Raisins…nature’s candy.</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/II1XeogRqyQ?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Raisins…nature’s candy.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34251815309</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34251815309</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2012 17:26:17 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>It's nearly impossible to keep up with this blog</title><description>&lt;p&gt;not because I don&amp;#8217;t love it/need it/want it but because I can&amp;#8217;t be on at work (since most of the posts on my dash are body related and thus NSFW) and my internet at my apartment is almost non-existent. Like, I can look up something on google but it takes minutes. I can IM people. That&amp;#8217;s about it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If you&amp;#8217;d like to keep in touch, I&amp;#8217;m most frequently on twitter (redbelle19).&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Despite running the Harvard stadium stairs this morning in an intense workout, I&amp;#8217;m having one of those days where I just want to roll up under my desk and cry (or like, run to the bathroom to cry but pass 3 coworkers and have to pretend to be very involved with my phone so they don&amp;#8217;t notice). Nothing bad happened. I just feel ugly and tired and lame and invisible.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This makes me want to:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat cupcakes&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Drink&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Buy things&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;None of these things are productive and will actually make my situation worse. I tried writing but I&amp;#8217;m too distracted. I tried reading but I&amp;#8217;m too nauseous. I am probably PMSing but that doesn&amp;#8217;t make it any easier to dismiss, you know?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34251387042</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/34251387042</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2012 17:19:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Not my best look but whatever. At least I was getting after it!</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mc1z0iHtuI1r6io77o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not my best look but whatever. At least I was getting after it!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/33786892609</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/33786892609</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Oct 2012 15:48:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Sick crew.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mc1wkuKvbG1r6io77o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sick crew.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/33783963149</link><guid>http://josephineviolet.tumblr.com/post/33783963149</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Oct 2012 14:55:42 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
