#Prided

Because I was that girl—the one who never wanted to ask for help, who carried the weight of everything on her own shoulders, who prided herself on being independent and self-sufficient😌 And then I met him🫶🏻 The man who doesn’t just show up—he steps up. 💪 In the gym – He’s right there pushing me when I want to quit, spotting me when I go heavier, grabbing my weights, and reminding me that I’m stronger than I think. 👶 As a dad – He doesn’t “babysit” his own kids; he parents with me, making late nights, early mornings, and all the chaos in between feel like a team effort. 💼 As my business partner – He believes in me, supports my dreams like they’re his own, and reminds me that I don’t have to build this alone. 🏡 As my spouse – He sees the little things. The exhaustion in my eyes before I even say a word. The way I try to juggle everything. And before I can say, “I got it,” he’s already handling it. I never needed a man to take care of me. But having one who wants to? That’s a different kind of love. To the strong, independent women out there—I hope you find the one who respects your strength but still makes life a little easier just because he wants to. And to my person—thank you for being the partner I never had to ask for but always needed. ❤️ For all my independent girlies —what was the moment you realized it was okay to let someone take care of you for a change? Drop it in the comments! #gymcouple #couplegoals #relationshipgoals #dad #spouse #love #fitness #motivation #gym #iloveyou #supportiveboyfriend

While both Meta and Carousell have implemented enhanced verification, one platform that concerned the government was Telegram, which prioritised and prided itself on providing users anonymity. Scammers and criminals have exploited this anonymity to sell drugs and share sexually explicit, non-consensual videos, said Sun Xueling, Minister of State for Home Affairs.

TW: talk of ED As some of you know, I was a competitive volleyball player growing up and it was my life. If volleyball was going well, all else was well too. Or so I thought… I had really big aspirations and prided myself on being the hardest worker in the gym and on the court always. But somewhere along the way, food became scary. How it would affect my body and digestion, if it would make me gain weight, what foods were good and bad for you, and how much was too much? And then it turned into the thought that I don’t deserve to eat if I am not perfect in every way of my life, especially volleyball. But even when I got 4.6 GPAS’s, awards and school scholarships, became team captain on my teams and had great games, it was never enough. And maybe I can go into why I think this happened on another post, but the point is: At a critical time in my life - puberty, growing up and becoming a young women, trying to figure out who I am, and someone with high athletic goals, I held myself back by not feeding and fueling my body with what it needed. I was fast, but could have been faster. I was strong, but I could have been stronger. I was skilled, but I could have been even more skilled. I can literally remember practices in my first year of playing collegiate volleyball- which was my dream, where I couldn’t see the ball because I was so low energy and my eye sight was going out. I missed a lot of opportunities; plays I could’ve made, games I could’ve won, and earning the trust of my coaches to be a dependable player. I am so sad for the young me who never got to live out her potential. But I’m letting this serve as a lesson. You can’t hate yourself to the top. The more love and self care I have poured into myself, the more I have been able to achieve in all areas of my life. And no- I didn’t sacrifice discipline or hard work ethic in learning to be kinder to myself, those are qualities I will always possess if I am pursuing things I truly care about. Don’t waste anymore time. It’s never too late to change. #edawareness #edrecovery #fuelyourbody #fitspo #fitness #gymgirl #gymreels #gymmotivation #bodybuilding #glutes #loveyourbody

Poet Michelle prided herself on being able to uplift and inspire young artists, but she had to believe in herself, too. Watch the rest of this story at the link in bio! #Reels #Storytelling #BlackWomen #Mother #Art #Poetry #WomensHistoryMonth

Prided comes before the fall 😂

At 5'8" and 230lbs (176cm 104kg), Ukrainian fighter Igor Vovchanchyn (b. 1973) was hardly the prototypical heavyweight, especially in Pride FC, a federation that prided itself on putting the biggest and freakiest fighters on the planet into the ring, yet his brute strength and bulldog determination enabled him to become one of the most dominant fighters of his era. Before you scoff and say a dude that tall couldn't hang with the current crop of gigantic heavyweights, consider this- he holds the 2nd longest unbeaten streak in MMA (37 fights) and is the 2nd most successful MMA fighter of all time by number of KO wins. The dude is a prodigy- he started boxing and kickboxing in 1993, THEN BECAME THE AMATEUR WORLD CHAMPION THE NEXT YEAR. THe year after that, hw transitioned to bare-knuckle mma fights, where he stood out as a kickboxer who destroyed elite grapplers with ease. In 1996 his rep shifted to giant killer a he mauled 3 300lb/136kg+ fighters in a single night. He went on to batter the shit out of more giants in Pride, including world champion arm wrestler Gary Goodridge (6'3"/191cm 240lbs/109kg); 6'3"/191cm 255lb/116kg steroid monster and 3x ADCC grappling champ Mark Kerr on more than one occasion; and totally unknown but hilariously 90s steroid monster Dan Bobish (6'1"/185cm 332lb), among others. And when he fought guys his own size, like Enson Inoue, they had a rough time. In the fight in the vid, Inoue sustained a fractured finger, broken jaw, perforated eardrum, swollen brain, a liver count 2000x the normal person, AND he spent 2 days in intensive care. He built that brutal KO power with weights in addition to 4 hours of combined grappling and striking training- he benches 400lbs/180kg and pulls 550lbs/250kg, but doesn't squat because it makes him gain too much weight. Want some ideas for how to build your body into a warehouse full of TNT? Grab Monstrosity Bundle, which contains my 2 most intense workouts, my bulk-and-cut diet book Feast, Famine, and Ferocity, and the Grimoire Victual Incantations, which contains 200+ pages of badass recipes to aid bulks and cuts! Click the link in my profile or https://plagueofstrength.com/downloads/monstrosity/

I never used to drink water in long runs, I didn’t take gels or intake nutrition (yes, even when I raced half marathons and marathons). I didn’t wear a run pack. I prided myself on it. A decade ago, I felt superior to those who used support during runs. I didn’t “need” anything. I just walked out the door and started running. I was “strong”, fully “self sufficient.” And my health & performance suffered. I used to still get podium places on my events, and looking back I wonder whether it would have been different if I allowed myself more support & nourishment. Likely, my 3rd places could have been wins. I was resistant to support. I thought jt made me weak. I thought it said something about my character. It did. But it wasn’t saying that I was weak. It was saying that I was afraid of support. Or more honestly, I was afraid of the idea of being seen as less than physically & mentally able to handle anything & everything without help. Because people would think less of me, wouldn’t they? No. Only I thought less of me, because I held strongly onto the narrative that my worth came from my grit and toughness. I was a#running long distance at a high level - that was tough, but it wasn’t enough for my mindset that believed that I wasn’t enough. And with that mindset nothing would ever be enough. It wasn’t the same in life, I felt “weak” for needing support from others. I supported others. As a teacher in many aspects of life, I held that authoritative lens & thought if I was the one reaching out for help, I would no longer be respected and valued. I had so many limiting beliefs that held me back. When I began to learn about receptivity, surrender, and sourcing my sense of worth from a very different place, I began to open to support. From friends, family and running gels and water 💧 It was never about whether to take a running gel to give me more energy and top up my depleted reserves. It was about my worth. When I shifted my experience of that, my running experience changed as a result. Now, my health, energy & performance in running increased hugely since nourishing myself properly. And I’m just plain happier.

Tom had always prided himself on being a “trailblazer,” which is code for: takes the path no one asked him to take. So, on a quiet Sunday afternoon, he veered off the beaten track during a solo hike and found himself in a strange, quiet grove deep in the forest. There, standing oddly majestic among the trees, was a tall, weathered sign nailed to a thick trunk. The font was too small to read from a distance, so naturally, Tom walked right up to it, squinting like a man determined to ignore every horror movie ever made. As he focused on the text, “Danger: Quicksand zone. Do not approach. High suction area.”, he felt a strange pull at his boots. At first, he thought it was just soft ground. Then he realized he was sinking. Slowly, steadily, like a slice of toast disappearing into peanut butter. The sign wasn’t rising, the ground was eating him. Tom panicked, flailed, and muttered things no one should say in a nature preserve. But just as the situation was reaching dramatic music levels, he saw it: a crooked tree root sticking out like a lifeline from the underworld. In a move that could only be described as a mix of primal instinct and accidental yoga, Tom launched himself toward the root and grabbed on with both hands. With the determination of a man who very much did not want his story to end like this, he pulled himself free, covered in mud, out of breath, and very, very done with hiking. As he crawled back to safety, he glanced at the sign once more, scoffed, and muttered, “Next time, I’m reading from a distance.” (Made-up story) Follow us 💎 to not miss the best of the internet on your phone every day 😌 Like, share and give a small comment for support 💪🏽🫶 Ignore tags: #funnyvideosdaily #funnypets #funnymemes😂 #funnyvid #funnyfails #funnyreelsvideo #funnyasf #funnyvideosclips #funnyisfunny #funnypuppy #funnycatvideos #telugufunnymemes #funnyedits #funnyshorts #funnytextpost #funnyscene #funnyreels😂😂 #funnymemedaily #funnyasshit #funnymemevideos #funnymemes2you #funny #funnymemes #funnyvideos #funnydogmemes #funnymemesofficial #funnycatvideo #funnytweetsfunnymemes #funnyreels

A flight attendant, who had always prided herself on professionalism, found herself in a peculiar situation when she discreetly booked a flight ticket for herself, her husband, and their child. Her husband, unaware of her occupation aboard the same plane, had no idea that his wife would be working the flight. As the meal service began, she faced a dilemma: should she serve her family, or maintain her professional distance and adhere to the airline's protocols? Despite the temptation, she chose the latter, opting not to give special treatment to her loved ones. Her husband and child, seated among other passengers, received the same service as everyone else. In that moment, she realized how her commitment to her role transcended personal ties, keeping the boundaries of professionalism intact, even in the most intimate circumstances.

If you’re a people pleaser… That’s perfect. Because you’re in the right place. I was a people pleaser for the majority of my life. Especially a few years ago. I bent over backward for everyone and prided myself in it… Even though I felt like shit inside. I just didn’t feel like me. I turned that around in my life and now I help people just like you do the same. DM me the words “3 months” and you’re serious about working 1-1 to transform your life from anxiety and inauthenticity to confidence and purpose. . . . #peoplepleaser #anxiety #validation #selfimprovement #confidence

Especially as a neurodivergent, 🌈 LGTQIA+ girlie, my relationship with anger is healing and vulnerable. 🗣️ And you? Do you think anger is good or bad? 🗣️   As a teenager, I prided myself in not getting angry.   I’ll admit, it made me feel like better person, because I saw anger as a bad thing.   ➡️ I’ve since learned that anger is often a good thing.   ⭐️ Let’s be clear: Anger points to injustice, and it points to where we need change.   At the same time, not every bit of anger or frustration or annoyance that I feel in my day I can act on. Also, it’s not always appropriate to do so.   So, how can I process the anger I can’t act on?   Therapy is hugely important to me. Journaling, talking with friends, spiritual practices all help tremendously.   But there are still times when it isn’t enough.   ⭐️ How do I avoid carrying around all this anger and feeling angry all the time?   ➡️ Creativity is the answer.   ⭐️ To get extra vulnerable: I’ve recently realized that one of the ways that I work through these feelings is performance.   Playing with @fever333, with the intensity I do, has really helped me see the value of playing music to work through my feelings.   ➡️ I feel present. I cry on stage. I vomited and scream. I’ve rip holes in pants and put stains on my outfits.   ⭐️Why do I play bass?   ➡️ It allows me to push myself to my physical and emotional limits and give everything I can.   Performing on bass makes me a better person. Working through my emotions improves my ability to be present.   So much of the anger and fear and sadness I’ve carried around, I don’t feel anymore, thanks to music.   🗣️🗣️🗣️ So, I’ll ask again. I’ll love to know in the comments: Do you think anger is good or bad?   I’ve had my own journey, and I’d love to learn about yours. 💞 Much love, @aprilkae   ➡️ P.S. Are you ready for your own bass playing adventure? Tap here >>> @basslessonswithapril to get started. ⭐️

✨Not gonna do it this time…✨ 1. Very much CrossFit I have really prided myself on the past with the amount I could continue to workout. 👉🏼This time around I am focusing much more on strength training and core work. Not only is it helping me keep some of my muscle mass on, it is also not exhausting me to the point where I can’t be as present with my kids as I’d like (which crossfit occ does) And you KNOW if you are pregnant and want to do core with me, my app will be done in just a few weeks! Comment PREGGO and I’ll send the link for my free download to get started! 😉 2. Drinkjng ANY alcohol Ok I know I know, this one sounds funny. But with both my boys I would have the occasional sip of my husbands beer, or the occasional half glass of wine. I always thought, “hey, tell the French and Italians they can’t drink wine during pregnancy!” But this year I committed to one year alcohol free. Then 3 months in I got pregnant. I have done a LOT of work around making alcohol small and irrelevant in my life, and I continue to do that work during pregnancy, even though the occ sip sounds nice 🤷🏼‍♀️ At the end of the day we know alcohol is a carcinogen and also a poison, so probably best to skip 😉 3. Trying to do it all There have been multiple nights where I crawl in bed shortly after my kids go to bed and read or watch trash tv. Because I know my body is spent. Sometimes I feel like a lazy bum but then I remember “IM CREATING A HUMAN.” And you know what? I have a loving partner (as well as friends and family!) that WANT to help, so I’m going to let them. What are you NOT doing this pregnancy?! I’d love to know, drop it in the comments! ⬇️ #pregnancy #fitpregnancy #crossfitpregnancy #pregnancytips #preggofit