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The title of this had nothing to do with why “not to move in with your significant other”, rather was just you talking about moving into your own place. Congrats for getting a place, and being a planner and all, and well done putting yourself out there, but the title is very misleading and other than a 2 sentence,

The headline is a bit misleading. You should definitely experience living on your own in between living with roommates and living with a significant other.

To be fair, Lochte probably doesn’t know the difference.

I think we should be more worried about this 4th swimmer who is attempting to swim all the way home

The Rio pool crew is reading this and is like, “Hey, just be glad the water’s not fucking green.”

I know. I’m not famous (like super not famous) but the idea that it’s cool for a company to be like “Hey, Sehjma, thanks for ordering <potentially embarrassing thing> from us!” all over their social media is...not cool.

I was going to say the same thing!

An interesting thing I found out when I got a heart rate monitor was that on those days when I have huge period fatigue, I’m still burning as much on days when I have more energy. It’s like you might be moving slower but your body is still working super hard to get you there. I just thought that was interesting.

As someone who feels like her uterine lining is ripped out and gets massive headaches every month, I salute you for swimming in the Olympics with your rag, Fu Yuanhui.

Some athletes believe hormonal bc decreases their aerobic ability and/or causes weight gain. If I were an elite level athlete, in the meet of my career, I wouldn’t be on hormonal bc.

Maybe she’s not on hormonal birth control. It screws with some people, and I can see what would be minor symptoms for a normal person being a challenge for an elite athlete in prime training.

I don’t know. And the gynecologist is right, there is definitely way more urine and sweat in the pool than there is blood. Swim or lifeguard long enough and you can begin to effectively track the amount of urine in the pool due to how it reacts with the chlorine.

As is he. And I bet those bitching now had nothing to say about this:

An orange Hitler is egging his supporters to assassinate the first female presidential candidate of a major party but yes, your energy is much better spent being outraged by Gabby Douglas’ lack of arm movement.

Being a citizen by accident of birth, I thought it was just while saying the pledge of allegiance.

From what I read, courtesy of a military lady I follow on twitter, the hand on the heart is just a thing schools teach kids, it’s not a requirement. As long as you stand during the anthem, that’s all that’s necessary.

I’m continually baffled about the full-throated demand for visible patriotism. It’s possible to be very patriotic without plastering the flag over every part of your body, wearing flag pins, or arranging one’s limbs in required formation during moments of high emotion. There’s no requirement to put one’s hand over

As a Canadian I have to say, yet again, that Americans get angry over the stupidest shit.

Stop stressing Gabby out for no reason.

“You know, until there is a button on my AT&T Uverse remote that says “Netflix” I’m not going to bother (Yes, I know it won’t happen).