WILLOW "Will'o the Wisp" PEP
William Guiglermo Papaleo was born on September 9, 1922, in Middletown, Connecticut, USA. He was the son of Sicilian immigrants & grew up in a tough neighborhood. He took up boxing, in part, because he was tired of getting beat up by older kids and wanted to defend himself. Pep turned Pro in 1940 aged 18 & within 2 years had amassed a record of 54-0 as well as a shot at current featherweight champion Chalky Wright. The following year Pep, now 63-0 would challenge world lightweight champion Sammy Angott, suffering his first career loss in a close decision. Over the next few years he moved to an incredible 134-1, beating many current & former world champions from other weight classes before finally losing his featherweight belt in 1948 to Sammy Sadler. The two would meet 4 times in total with Pep winning the rematch before losing the 3rd & 4th fights through injury, despite being clearly up on the scorecards. He would never fight for the world title again & eventually retired with a record of 229-11. He is generally considered the greatest defensive boxer of all time as well as the greatest featherweight of all time. He is said to be the only man in boxing history to win a round without throwing a single punch.
"Until recently, my focus in my marriage has really been earthbound. Giving myself up for Marissa? Heck yeah! If there is only one life vest left on a sinking ship, best believe she is wearing that thing. Check! Sacrificial love? You know she is getting the last chicken wing if she wants it. Check! Communicating my love to her? You know it: I cook, I clean, I bring flowers, I go grocery shopping, I pamper my bride and the list goes on. Check!
These are all great gestures of love and we should do all and more. Unfortunately, this is not what Paul has in mind at all." ◾◾◾◾
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I am sadden to share some unfortunate news with you guys who have been following my breast cancer journey. I receive a call last night from my surgeon with the results from the lymph node biopsy and there is cancer detected in the node under my right arm (my good side). I am devastated, in disbelief and angry. I don't understand how this could happen. I'm 3 months post-chemo, been eating clean, cut sugar. 😭
My surgeon is ordering a PET scan for me to do ASAP, they will compare it to the one I did last September when I was diagnosed the first time. They want to make sure it's not spreading. Then I'll meet with my surgeon & oncologist to discuss treatment options. She mentioned removing the node.
I have to call my plastic surgeon to cancel the expander surgery & put off reconstruction to some point in the future. This is devastating to me as in my mind it was my last step before I could truly move on from cancer.
The ultrasound in June & tumor marker were normal. July the MRI showed lymph node was enlarged. Did ultrasound & did biopsy this week. It's happening the same way again as 1 year ago. Very fast & out of the blue. I don't get it! 😭
I honestly don't want to do chemo again. It has done what I think is permanent damage to my body. I don't know what my options are.
I think it's good I have some anger inside me right now as it will keep me fighting & pushing forward because quite honestly I was feeling defeated when I got the news. Why can't I catch a freaking break!? So now it's time to get back to work on beating this bastard cancer. I'm stronger than it is because I have the love & support from my amazing family, friends, top notch medical team and all of you! Thank you for giving me the strength to keep fighting. 💪🏼🙏🏻💗
Even though I was the last person in my family to meet this lady I’m sure glad I did! This lady might be one of the most amazing person I’ve ever met! Dena has defeated a drug addiction and after that she had defeated cancer. This lady holds a special place in my heart. This picture is from a year ago and it still amazes me every time I see it. Great job dena ❤️ #myhero#keepfighting#gym#fitness#diet#movitation
I just bought these jeans. They are a size 8. That’s a size I have never been! Yet the first thought I had when putting them on was, “Abby you need to get to the gym.” NO ABIGAIL JANE!! You need to see that you are tiny. You need to enjoy being this size stop ✋🏽 🛑 being mean to yourself. Ladies it’s not about losing weight it’s about living. I’m trying to stop the quest for perfection, and start smiling more. #relax#youareawesome#youareloved#keeptalking#keepfighting#healthyisthenewskinny
I used to have such an unhealthy relationship with exercise. I used it as a way to punish myself for how much I ate, for what I ate and for the way my body looked. It came from a place of hatred and made me miserable.
For a while I had to take a break from exercising. I went to therapy and talked it through and slowly built up a healthy relationship with myself, exercise and food. Whenever I got the urge to exercise I would write it out or call someone I trusted to talk it through with them or use coping skills I learned at outpatient.
During the break I focused more on just moving around in enjoyable ways with friends. I went for walks to the library to check out some books since we lived half a mile away. I went swimming with friends or played neighborhood soccer games. Nothing too vigorous, just getting out and doing something with people. Not focusing on numbers or anything. .
Once I got to a place where I felt I could exercise in a healthy way I started to but I always made sure it was something I enjoyed. I went on hikes and climbed mountains. I went to one class at the gym (zumba and kickboxing are currently my favorites), if I went to the gym i would bring a friend who made sure we left after about an hour. I did one HIIT video. If I felt myself start to slip I would take a break and take time to reflect and talk with my therapist.
I exercised because it helped me focus and helped my anxiety, not to punish myself. I always did something I enjoyed. I pushed myself because I loved watching myself get stronger and have more endurance. I also listened to my body. If I was sick or in pain I would respect my need to rest. Rest is so important. Sometimes sleeping is more important than exercising in the morning so i would put my need for some extra sleep first. Sometimes I'd go on vacation and eat a lot and not work out and that's okay. I am enjoying life. I exercise as a way to improve my mental health and brain function, not get in the way of it. I did it out of love for myself and my body, not hate and that is probably one of the most inportant changes I have made.
Eu não tô muito gatinha, as letras que eu pintei tb não, mas só queria dizer pra quem não conhece Maya Angelou: conheçam 🖤 Tem um documentário sobre a vida dela que tem na Netflix, e vou deixar um pedacin do poema Still I Rise aqui: .
Você pode me inscrever na história
Com as mentiras amargas que contar
Você pode me arrastar no pó,
Ainda assim, como pó, vou me levantar [...]
Você pode me fuzilar com palavras
E me retalhar com seu olhar
Pode me matar com seu ódio
Ainda assim, como ar, vou me levantar
Das choças dessa história escandalosa
Eu me levanto
De um passado que se ancora doloroso
Eu me levanto
Sou um oceano negro, vasto e irrequieto
Indo e vindo contra as marés eu me elevo
Esquecendo noites de terror e medo
Eu me levanto
Numa luz incomumente clara de manhã cedo
Eu me levanto
Trazendo os dons dos meus antepassados
Eu sou o sonho e as esperanças dos escravos
Eu me levanto. . .
Running. I love-hate relationship. Haven't run over 6k in nearly a year! 😱 and to think this time last year I had a goal of running a comfortable 10k... I've had multiple issues with injuries and terrible problems of clear 'runners knee'. All slowing down my goal and even making it come to a complete halt. I use to worry so much about my speed now I just wanna complete a 10k with no stopping and no knee pain. And who knows maybe I can achieve this within the next six months? Only time will tell. #10kgoals#runnersknee#distanceoverspeed#runninggoals#runnersofinstagram#hwpo#keepfighting#WeDontQuit
What better way to start your day then to have your mug greet you with the message that you are a badass woman! "I bet on me every time" is the motto I want you to adapt for yourself. Whether you have #PCOS or another #chronicillness , you can defeat it, you can defy the stats, you can make your life work for you! I believe in you.
Order your mug now or pick up a t-shirt from my new #Teespring shop. By ordering now, you can have your items in time for September's World PCOS Day! 💪
Link to the shop in the bio. ☕️
So today I want to mention a little bit about love where mental health is concerned.
It can play a huge part in your recovery but can also be an unhealthy thing.
Having someone there who loves you, no matter what your troubles are, is amazing. While you're thinking so little of yourself you have somebody there who thinks the world of you and it helps hugely.
But then when you grow, and you start to improve it can change you quite a lot so can be a huge difference on the relationship and be quite a strain.
This won't always be the case but you need to be prepared that a lot of things change while you're on the road to recovery and you shouldn't let a break-up send you tumbling backwards.
If you're lucky enough to be with the one who grows with you.. Then congratulations.
If not, don't worry. If someone can love you at what you consider to be your worst. Just imagine the love that can come to you when you're at your best and loving yourself.
People come and go. Things change, including yourself.
Just be strong in yourself and don't let anything knock you down, and if it does, get back up twice as strong and win your fight. (photo included again is one of my own that I've edited and ordered as a canvas for my living room)
This is the reality. A night where I have a decent dinner, don't allow myself any dessert even when I go out to celebrate a friend's birthday, and my body decides, hey, let's mess up as much as we can!
Diabetes does not make sense. There is no rhyme or reason. What works for one person may not work for another. We all have different dosages of insulin, different reactions to medication. I'm barely able to move, I'm dizzy and irritable and nauseated. I'm hiding in my office because I have been crying all morning. These are my sugars from last night to this morning. From one extreme to another.
This is my reality. This is what I have been fighting for nearly 17 years. Those little numbers may look like just numbers to you but they mean life or death to a person with Diabetes.
#snack was a home made latte with one white sugar and milk and 2 digestive biscuits.
(PTW) let's just say this seems to be the worst day the only thing i manage for snack was the latte and feel horrible for having it .I can't seem to let go and just eat no matter the calories I always look for the lowest calories (i don't count how many I eat during the day)
I wanted to have 2 Oreos instead of digestives but mum said I would have to have 3 Oreos not just 2 because they are lower in calories and I tried to argue then I tried to have one of each and she said I would have to have 2 Oreos and one digestive. I ended up saying I don't want anything and went to my room. Mum came and told me to come through and tried to move me I ended up getting up and told her to F off (I really wish I didn't I hate myself so much for being so horrible) and stormed to the bathroom. I eventually came through to the living room to try and have something. (I'M SORRY MUM)💗