Dueña de mi tiempo, dueña del silencio, dueña de las palabras que inspiran tus ganas.
Love Me Or Leave Me
Amor 77 - Julio Cortázar
Why does fiber help you lose weight?
1. Fiber keeps you full for a longer period of time because it takes longer to digest so that you are less likely to snack before the next meal
2. Fiber rich foods are usually lower in calories than refined foods
3. Fiber acts like a sponge in your digestive tract absorbing some carbs, fat, and sugars
4. For every 1g of fiber ingested your body extracts 7 cals in your stool…this means that if you ate 35g of fiber a day you’d excrete 245 cals in your stool!
5. Double your fiber intake from 12 to 24g/day and you’ll cut your caloric absorption by 90 cals (according to the US Dept. of Agriculture’s study)…this means 9.4 lbs lost in a year for the avg. woman. This of course only applies if you REPLACE your refined foods for fiber-rich foods. You can’t just eat what you’re eating PLUS fibrous foods and expect a weight loss. You must swap.
Why do I love you? Because you’re you. Because I like you more than I like anyone else. Differently than I like anyone else. Because of the way you make me feel. Honestly I don’t really know the answer. But please know that I love you without restriction, trust you without fear, want you without demand, accept you for who you are. It’s strange, it’s love.
Rozar tus labios suave y lento. Llegar hasta donde nuestras almas confluyen. Me acerco porque quiero sentirte más. Madrugadas cortas, insomnio interminable. Me quedo pensando en tus ojos, en tu boca entreabierta. No puedo olvidar tu aliento, tu respiración agitada en mi cuello. Pienso en que me entregué completa, caí rendida.
Estás maldito. Desde aquella noche no existió un sólo día en que no deseara besarte. Y de nada sirve que te escriba esto, porque nunca lo vas a leer y jamás sabrás todas las ganas que gritan bajo mi piel y los millones de besos que guardo en mis manos, en mis labios, en mis pestañas… para vos.
eyes… blindfold
Hasta sentir…
Madrugadas vacías. Llenas de ausencia, rebosadas de tu no-presencia. Nunca estuve tan arraigada a alguien, nunca tuve tanto miedo a perder; y cuesta mucho aceptar que perdí. Mientras recojo pedazos de una historia que sólo existió en mi imaginación. No entiendo. Necesito que estés acá, mirándome. Necesito observarte mientras estás a mi lado. Necesito entenderte y que me sientas. Necesito tantas cosas y tengo tan poco. Tengo lo mismo que nada, porque lo poco que me queda ya no sirve. Cuando no estás los minutos son horas, y cuando estás los minutos se autodestruyen en segundos. No es normal, alguien controla mi vida, alguien que no soy yo. Lo peor de todo es que no sé adónde me lleva. Todo es tan insano, contaminado y roto. Todo repugna. Soy un tonel de residuos tóxicos fluctuando por lugares que no me pertenecen. Detesto todo lo que existe alrededor mío. Pero amo tus ojos, tus pestañas, tus poros, tu piel, cada milímetro de tu totalidad, tu locura, tu maldita forma de ver la vida, como un juego; tus piernas y uñas, tu silencio, tus asquerosas y deliciosas ideas, tu inmensidad, tu poder sobre mí, tu boca, saliva y dientes; tu lengua, dedos y manos, tus orejas y tu nariz, tus brazos alrededor de mi cuerpo. Es escalofriante lo que siento cuando sé que no puedo darte todo lo que quiero, y a medida que pasa el tiempo se multiplican por miles de millones las ganas que tengo de pasar una tarde contigo, tan simple, mirarte y terminar en un mago beso.
WHAT’S MORE IMPORTANT? A HOT BOD OR PRETTY FACE?
I was at the gym today (uhh do I even need to say that) and was having a pretty interesting convo with some coworkers regarding faces versus bodies. It was us 2 girls and a guy. We asked the guy, what’s more important a face or body and without thinking he said “body”.
Because the answer kind of shocked me I went onto facebook and asked you guys what you thought was more important. You said face, eyes, and smile. Hm, that’s what I thought!
But I later confirmed this body answer with a few other guys. It wasn’t just him. Apparently a hot body with an okay face is “more points” than a nice face with an okay body. Hmm…but why??
I went on to do my workout as I kept thinking and thinking about what he said. Could it really be true that attractiveness can be earned? Prettiness can be created and controlled?
The answer…YES. At least in the eyes of the onlooker. Not all of us are born models. But luckily, we can control the way we look. Of course I don’t advocate unnatural methods of enhancement, but through working out and building more muscle/burning fat, you can increase and earn your attractiveness.
OK so maybe that’s obvious…the more toned and healthy you look, the hotter you are! Yes yes…big duh, but what I am trying to say is that your potential mate gives bonus points to those of us that take care of our bodies. Now I don’t know why a hot bod with an okay face is “worth more” than a pretty face with an okay bod, but it gives the greater population of us a chance to play in the same league as people who are born beautiful.
I guess it’s sort of like being born into a rich family versus being a hard working entrepreneur. In the end you can make the same money, but you got there for different reasons.
BIG SIDE NOTE: Of course other things to keep in mind that play into the whole attractiveness factor - poise, confidence, smarts, a nice smile, inviting personality, and all that jazz that can play up to make ourselves sexier.
Now tell me…what would you rather have? A hot bod or a pretty face? How about when you’re checking someone out?
