The other day I had to wait in line forever at a multinational corporate coffee chain with mediocre quality as someone couldn’t get their order straight, because their wouldn’t understand that even if it doesn’t include (caffinated) coffee anymore, their teenage son’s drink is still called a mocha frappoccino. (via Kraftfuttermischwerk)

Gym for people who hate people.

So I decided to create a “fitness tumblr”/fitblr to do document my fitness/health/weight-loss journey and most importantly document the bullshit I encounter along the way. It won’t be naive, it won’t always be pretty, it will be as feminist as possible.  Follow if you want, there won’t be many crossovers between these two blogs.