Shitspiration

Recently I've taken up a healthier lifestyle. I've been healthier for years but this past year I've really focused on stepping it up. Naturally, I've found Instagram accounts to inspire and motivate me and there are plenty of good ones. But, of course there are also plenty of accounts that are complete and utter trash. I'm talking about the fitness accounts where there is a half naked girl constantly posting selfies for 'motivation'. Bitch, what the fuck?!

What exactly does posting vain pictures of yourself constantly do in terms of motivating? How does being a complete narcissist inspire anyone? No one cares except ignorant thirsty dudes trying to hit on chicks that would never talk to them. I just don't get it. If you work out and bust your ass to get shredded that's definitely commendable but what's with the need for gratification? Why do you even need a progress picture and furthermore why do you need to post one [or multiples] every fucking day?! Please stop. Also, I just don't understand some of the skanky outfits bitches wear to the gym. Why?! I wear shit that makes me look relatively homeless and I genuinely don't give a fuck. 

Now, you can call me a hater as they all do but the truth is- I do hate it. It's tacky and not motivational and a disgrace to the fitness industry. If they would actually post work outs or tips and techniques that would be acceptable. But no- it's memes they don't research, pictures of their butt and/or tits, and food they think is healthy. So sad. What's worse is that a lot of them don't even know shit about fitness and so many naive people look up to them only to be misguided. 

I just wish people could stop portraying a fake lifestyle and being elistist when they don't really know fuck all in terms of health and fitness. Just drop all the psuedo-motivation disguised as an excuse to post selfies constantly only to have their ego stroked. You are worth more than half naked photos that cheapen your integrity. Fuck 'fitspiration'.

Social media for dummies

Over the years I've watched social media replace any kind of authentic emotion. It has become a place of pretentious stencils to fit your life status into. People no longer enjoy anything sacred, they long to share every mundane detail with billions of strangers on the interwebs. It's quite peculiar if you think about it. The likes of Instagram and Facebook have brought about an element of approval and judgement we have never been privy to prior. If we do anything of merit, we must brazenly announce it for all the world to see with cleverly placed photos in tow. I'm not really opposed to the idea of creating the illusion of an interesting life. However, it seems to me, the efforts some go to create this screams how much of a purpose they actually lack. The fact is: busy people don't have time for social media. [Or they don't give a shit. Perhaps it's an amalgamation of both.] I've grown pretty ambivalent to the whole thing after once upon a time thinking more 'likes' on a photo somehow justified how pretty I was in the tiniest sense for my fleeting insecurity. Pretty dumb, innit? Yes. Of course I quickly found the more clevage I had meant more anonymous approval I gathered. My elementary math skills have served me well. Anymore I just don't give a fuck. I guess I found it amusing that some people put more effort into their Instagram than, say,  their resume, or relationship or future, even. The whole idea of being so overly narcissistic just seems pointless and well, rather  nauseating. Why do we do this? How many pictures of the sky can you post, or of your cat [totally guilty]? Does anyone really care or just you and all your stalkers? The funny part is when females get mad when random dudes try to spit subpar game at their lewd attempts at fake confidence. Really?! You can't dangle a carrot in front of a hungry rabbit and expect not to get bit. Be realistic. You were just trying to either. A) justify your boyfriend/husband/friend with benefits that yes, you are a indeed a catch, B) try to make aformentioned person jealous and/or angry or C) make a pathetic attempt at some kind of approval from a random stranger to temporarily sate a state of self contempt. Either way you slice it- it's unnecessary. I'm not saying I haven't done it- I totally am 100% guilty. I just see the futility of it all and I don't have the energy to give even a remote fuck. I want most of my life to be savored in the moment, not documented on an electronic device I'm a slave to. That cheapens it to me. If you see a pretty sunset, why not enjoy it with someone you love instead of posting a redundant photo that doesn't do it justice and a million others are posting? Enjoy your life. Stay present. Getting lost in vapid approval from strangers or even frenemies online seems silly when you could be sharing things in person and making memories that will last long after social media crashes and burns [trust me it will.]   Besides, cat memes and vaugebooking are so 2009! Don't be outdated!