Do you work out on your period? I find it difficult to do - fatigue, cramps, frustration. But not working out feels terrible! So I usually walk a whole lot. What do you do to get yourself motivated to work out on the menses?
Also: the photo links to an image gallery by Emma Arvida Bystrom on Vice’s site. Check it out.
“Owning a vagina is a lot like owning a car: Even though you have a set amount of expenses when it comes to care and maintenance, sometimes we have accidents and need to draw on a rainy day fund.”
I heard a joke once about how the menstrual cycle legitimately drives women into a state of temporary insanity. Can’t quite remember the joke… something to the effect of “Well, I would be crazy too if I was bleeding uncontrollably from my vagina!” Sounds like something Louis CK would say…
I also recall hearing this statement by Anchorman character Brick Tamland, played by Steve Carrell: “I heard their periods attract bears! The bears can smell the menstruation!”
Wow.
Can I just throw in my two cents here?
Thank you.
*AHEM!*
Well… for as lovely as they are, men can be down right ridiculous about the mysterious red river that runs through us. It would be quite lovely if in the year two thousand and twelve, when Earth suffers a dramatic polar / axis / hoax shift, all of the men could experience the trials and tribulations of just one menstrual cycle.
AND TO THEM ALL, I SAY:
Let the red sea flow freely from their rectums, spilling forth the pent up estrogen inside them all! May they be liberated from the confines of testosterone and be in tender touch with their life-giving testes! May they politely powder their taints with perfumed potpourri sachets! Let them bask in the afterglow of an Advil, red wine, heating pad-induced stupor! Let them wear old school, cotton drawers and boxers that are otherwise two sizes too large on non-menstrual days but fit just right tonight! Let them feel the quieting relief of a light day, when the community pool looks inviting and not potentially embarrassing! Oh, may they sing songs about the pangs of love and the mental war of romantic confusion that only store-bought chocolate chip cookies, a box of Kleenex attached to the hip for NO particular reason, and fifteen viewings of Teen Witch can battle!!!
Oh, Twenty-Twelve!!!!
Deliver these funtcased motherfudgers from their red stained ignorance, and help them to see the Light(er side of Aunt Flow)!!!
[ grumbles ]
Those damned dicks… making fun of one of our most intense monthly battles. Having to put up with your various man smells and jock itch humor should be enough. Shut your gaping holes about our periods!
There is an iPhone app for MEN called PMSBuddy to help keep track of the cycles of the women in their life (“to keep you aware of when your wife, girlfriend, mother, sister, daughter, or any other women in your life are closing in on “that time of the month” - when things can get intense for what may seem to be no reason at all”). Men can monitor more than one woman and a review commented, “This app is dope, now I can keep all my hoes straight. Peace.”
At first glance it may seem a bit funny or helpful or insightful, but it is sooooooooooooooooooooo offensive. Really? A reason to blame anything on her period? Or to be worried about her judgment? Or to prey on her potential sensitivity? Or to avoid her completely?
Heads up dudes: PMS affects women differently and not everyone’s cycle is 28 days. Plus, you’re probably an irritating MFer.
Oh, so thankful that we live in the year 2011… (Pads from Germany circa 1900.)