YES. I want to yell at them “I spent my 20s in paper thin leather sole shoes and look at me now, early 30s and I have to wear orthopedic shoes that even croc lovers would mock. Look at my shoes. LOOK AT THEM. THIS IS YOUR FUTURE!” Then I remember I’m unhinged and should keep my thoughts to myself. Seriously though,…

Deadly lack of arch support on those things too.

I once sat next to a girl at the movies who produced, seemingly out of nowhere, a steaming hot bowl of French onion soup and proceeded to loudly slurp it for the first 15 minutes of the movie. It was the weirdest and most impressive damn thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

I am so happy about this article, I’m almost crying at work. I’ve been lifting with a trainer for almost two years and when people find out that I do, the first thing every woman says is “well doesn’t that bulk you up?”

I get very hangry too and turn into a whole different person. Like, straight up Jeckel and Hyde kinda shit. If I’m really hangry, I won’t even notice the gradual descent into assholedom, but my friends, family and boyfriend all know me well enough to know that when it happens, it’s not intentional and it’s not me and…

Wait, your *6 year old* sister sought revenge by repeatedly ordering filet mignon? Did she go to the Machiavellian Elementary School for the Preternaturally Gifted?

Next time just say “Fuck you lady!”. It’s not against the law. If she can be rude then so can you.

I am snarky on a good day, when hangry I am downright dangerous. If I am at that point when I go into a restaurant I make sure to order a salad, bread or the quickest thing on the menu while explaining to the server that I will be much less like a wet gremlin once I have eaten something and forgive me in advance (and…

“They NEVER obey the law” That’s the mantra of the asshole drivers who want to use some sort of group think against bicyclists. I am a militant vehicular bicyclist, which means I obey the vehicle code to the letter, I obey parts cops don’t know about it. I do it in part because it angers that sort of driver far more…

You may already be aware of this, but I’m pretty sure your little sister was a diabolical evil genius and I want to hang out with her.

To be honest, many bike lanes are really terrible in spots. I always follow traffic rules but there’s one block that I go the wrong way up a one say street because the nearest legal street is a horrible, congested arterial filled with lunatic drivers (which I’d have to cross twice to use then get back to my nice,…

It’s an epidemic in my Midwestern city. So much so that I actually Googled the legality of sidewalk cycling because I kept seeing it and thought, “Oh maybe they changed the law and all of these people are in the right.” Nope.

I realllllly hate most cyclists, but the ones I see following the law and being considerate of motorists/pedestrians - it’s hard not to roll down my window and thank them.

I get the ultra hangries (hypoglycemia FTW). My stages of hungry are: shaking, panic, rage, unconsciousness. Back when I didn’t have it under control, anyone near me was one Snickers bar away from being murdered if I had an attack.

People like this are just begging to be told off. I hope you told that woman to go fuck herself.

I was patiently waiting on my bike at a light this weekend and this dude in a Harley turned in front of me. He yelled “Don’t even think of crossing in front of me, I will happily run your fat ass over” I think my mouth fell open and I was too shocked to say anything back.

I would have calmly flipped her the bird.

I can defend the idea, but I can’t defend the guy being a total dick about it.

I don’t know what gifs you’re asking for, but here’s this?

I guess I’m probably in the minority that I actually see a vacation as a great time to reset your health and break bad habits. Running at home is boring. Running on a beach/in the mountains/by a lake is amaaaaazing.