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Stacy Stahl "How He Asked"
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Introducing the She Can & She Did Podcast
Introducing the She Can & She Did Podcast
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SOCIAL MEDIA-ING.

 
Today on the subway, I sat near a teenage girl who softly cried to her friends because she thought some boy in her class didn’t like her because she wasn’t skinny. I wish I would have whipped around and said something to make her feel better or said something to make her laugh. But I just sat there with my blood boiling, anxiety racing, remembering what it was like to be her. To be totally consumed with my weight or torn over what boys didn’t like me because I wasn’t skinny. I wish I could go back in time and shake me silly. It kills me that there are still girls and women who don’t believe they are beautiful, strong, powerful, perfect or worthy of love because of the way they look. It’s criminal that we’ve let this happen. I never thought I’d get to a place where I’d actually love the body I have not just for how it looks but for what it’s capable of. I honestly never thought I’d care more about loving myself over what people may or may not think about me. But here we are. All it took was a decision to change. To say fuck the body types I don’t have, I’m going to be happy in this one. And then working really fucking hard to stop tearing myself down. To not believe that my body is less beautiful than a skinny one. And to finally see me for me— Strong. Beautiful. Happy. Capable. And whatever else I want to be. When is it going to end? When are we going to stop equating our worth to our waist size? If you’re looking for a New Years resolution, make it to be kind to yourself. To celebrate yourself twice as much as you tear yourself down. Start there. Then spread that power. Lead by example. Stop commenting on yours or anyone else’s weight. Stop putting up with anything that promotes a “flat stomach”. Chase how strength makes you feel. If we do that, maybe one day soon, there won’t be girls crying because they don’t think they’re skinny enough to be attractive. #SportsBraSquad #ThisIsWhatStrengthLookLike #SheCanAndSheDid
#WhyIStartedRunning Grief. When my brother died, I found myself in the eye of a never ending storm. I sat in a pause, waiting to feel other than blinding pain. I didn’t know how to survive. So I did what I now know millions of people do when they’re drowning...I started running from my problems. For 19 years, I lived my life with blind confidence. I was in control. But after my brother passed, nothing made sense. Running literally gave me a way to put one foot in front of the other. It showed me that you don't need to know where you're going in order to move forward. I learned that not all pains are bad pains. Running and grief are so similar. Neither ever get easier. You just get stronger. And there will always be days where you’re knocked flat on your ass. Days when you just want to give in and give up. But you don’t. You choose to keep going. These next few weeks are the hardest weeks of the year for those of us living without our people. The holidays. A giant reminder that our families will never be whole again. Too often, we underestimate the power of our stories. What we’ve endured and survived or what we’re currently struggling with. So do me a favor, share the story of why you started running. It doesn’t have to be a devastating loss. It can simply be that wanted to prove yourself wrong and see what you’re capable of by running a 5K. But use the hashtag #WhyIStartedRunning and share what got you moving towards who you are today. What you’ve learned. Why you’re grateful you became a runner. Give someone out there a chance to see themselves in your story and take that first step as well. Give the life changing gift of running by simply being seen. ❤️ #SheCanAndSheDid #BadassLadyGang #SportsBraSquad #justdoit
I’ve never done this before so #badassladygang, Im hoping for your honest input. If you could change anything in or about the running world, what would you change? Do you feel like you can see yourself, women who look like you, or your goals and aspirations in the ads, campaigns or messaging? What are you tired of? What makes you want to light shit on fire? This is the time of year where I walk into rooms and have conversations about what I want to work on in the new year and before I do, I’m hoping to hear your voices. Who or what inspires you? What makes you feel frustrated, like you don’t belong or defeated? What would inspire you to kick ass and take names in 2019? Not comfortable commenting? Slide into my DM’s. ❤️ #SheCanAndSheDid
Why did you start? What inspired you to take that first step and not give up when everything in you told you that becoming a runner or getting to that finish line was impossible? How did it change you? 💪🏽 I started my blog because I wanted to show people like me, people who weren’t athletic and who were running for their lives, that constantly feeling like they were struggling was normal. I wanted to shine a light on the fact that it’s normal to feel like you don’t belong and that there are others out there who are afraid they’ll give up like they give up on every other fitness and weight loss goal they’ve ever set. And I wanted to find a way to laugh through the struggle. 🌋 Sharing your story about why you got started and how you’ve struggled can change lives. Never ever underestimate the power of your voice. Give your story to those around you. Don’t hide the parts where you fall on your face. Like this photo here. Words can’t describe how proud I am that I ran the #tcsnycmarathon this year. How grateful I am that I didn’t give up when I felt insecure about being seen five years ago when I started running. And that I didn’t quit on my impossible goal after I crashed and burned during the #LondonMarathon. It took me a long fucking time to realize that it isn’t about a time or distance. That it’s just about having the courage to give everything you have every single day to do something that you don’t think you’re capable of doing. To dare to fail. Because that’s where change and true strength live. That’s what strength looks like. 🔥 What’s your story? What inspired you take that first step and then keep going? #SheCanAndSheDid #BadassLadyGang 📸 @zhetrick
I’ve gotten over a dozen panicked emails this week from people asking about the secret to staying motivated. Here’s how I stay motivated, I don’t. I ran a few miles on Monday. Then I didn’t run until today. Both days, I laced up because I wanted to. No set distance or time. I ran until I was ready to turn around. I’ve lost fitness. A few easy miles is already harder that it was three weeks ago. And that’s how it should be. It’s ok to take breaks or ease off the gas. It’s ok to lose fitness, gain weight and be lazy. Some days, if I know I want to run but can’t get out the door, I ask myself how Ive been feeling. When I’m not getting sweaty regularly, I’m less energetic. I get sleepy at 3 or 4pm. I’m not as productive and imaginative. Those reasons get me out the door when I feel like running but can’t get my shoes on. But it’s a balance. Off time can do your body and brain a hell of a lot of good. It’s OK to run 2 or 3 days a week instead of 6. Make it a goal to run because you want to. Not because you have to. Remember, health isn’t a look. It’s a lifestyle. 👏🏽 So how you feelin? Struggling? Panicking? Loving your time off? Still working towards your goal? #SheCanAndSheDid #BadassLadyGang
5 years ago today, I decided I was just desperate enough to start running. I can’t even wrap my head around what my life would be like had I not decided to go for a run that Thanksgiving morning. My entire life, I thought that working out and being active was either for people who were born athletic to enjoy or what the rest of us suffered through so we could lose weight. But that day, something changed. Just by deciding to take that first step and not quit when I had to walk like I’d done so many times before, I took the first step towards forgiving myself. Running really did change my life. (And I’m beyond grateful that the amount of funny running content online has multiplied ten-fold in the past five years.) But I can’t believe it’s only been five years. Before I started running, I never thought things would change for me. I felt like I was working overtime to convince people I was happy. I wasn’t. I felt empty and terrified because I didn’t know what to do post college. So I sat in a paralyzing pause waiting for someone to help me. Help never came. But I ran a half marathon. And then a marathon and realized I could make impossible possible if I took it one day at a time. Tomorrow is going to come whether you step up for yourself or not. Why not fight to put your strongest foot forward? Turns out, getting through it is infinitely easier than quitting or being too afraid to try. (Who knew?) Happy Thanksgiving everyone. And to everyone struggling to get through the holiday without their people, sending you a really big hug. Holidays hurt. Tomorrow will be here soon enough. Tell your people you love them. And then tell it to yourself. Here’s to another 5 years. ❤️ I’m not going anywhere. Neither are my jokes. #SheCanAndSheDid
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