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Chrissy

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Quote from: Jenn104 on Today at 07:05:54 AMI light heartedly post about 'getting my yoga on' from time to time. In truth, yoga's become a pillar in my own transition. Last week was the kind of week where merely two things on tap after work could be considered a light evening. I decided to try the Friday class yoga class- glad I did. Stylistically it is a "yin" class, slower and much more contemplative. Really good stuff for me after last week. Added plus? a few women in the class were like "Jenn! See you Sunday too right? coffee after". It's nice to be invited. I did show, and coffee after was nice. Note to self-- remember to take an hour for myself now and then.

Saturday I did what I think'll be the last extended ride before the 85 gloriously uphill miles on the gran fondo ride on the 19th. I rode 63 miles with my friend-- which works to 101 km. My first "metric century". I did ok - 63 miles at a shade under 15 mph and I had a lot left in the tank. My friend - also in the ride- believe I am "good to go".  Same for my bike, altho I am going to rebleed the brakes. "too much stopping power" does not exist, lol.

This upcoming week-- not so so so bad. I have a board meeting. Regular electrolysis. A sub-committee meeting, I am co-chair of the volunteer committee, so I need to put in some time. Plus training. My training is shifting slightly.

anyway, life remains hectic and good.

~Jenn

Sounds good Jenn.

Chrissy

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I light heartedly post about 'getting my yoga on' from time to time. In truth, yoga's become a pillar in my own transition. Last week was the kind of week where merely two things on tap after work could be considered a light evening. I decided to try the Friday class yoga class- glad I did. Stylistically it is a "yin" class, slower and much more contemplative. Really good stuff for me after last week. Added plus? a few women in the class were like "Jenn! See you Sunday too right? coffee after". It's nice to be invited. I did show, and coffee after was nice. Note to self-- remember to take an hour for myself now and then.

Saturday I did what I think'll be the last extended ride before the 85 gloriously uphill miles on the gran fondo ride on the 19th. I rode 63 miles with my friend-- which works to 101 km. My first "metric century". I did ok - 63 miles at a shade under 15 mph and I had a lot left in the tank. My friend - also in the ride- believe I am "good to go".  Same for my bike, altho I am going to rebleed the brakes. "too much stopping power" does not exist, lol.

This upcoming week-- not so so so bad. I have a board meeting. Regular electrolysis. A sub-committee meeting, I am co-chair of the volunteer committee, so I need to put in some time. Plus training. My training is shifting slightly.

anyway, life remains hectic and good.

~Jenn

Actually, I think if I'd been assigned female at birth, I would have been a very different person.  The years of living as male were horrible, but dealing with that has given me a depth of understanding about myself and even (to some extent) other people that I don't think I would have had if I'd grown up in a role more compatible with my nature.  There's stuff I see that my cis friends, even the more insightfull ones, don't see.  (Of course, sometimes that reinforces my feeling that I'm not really human )

Quote from: Jessica_K on April 28, 2024, 01:10:25 AMWhen I look back at my long life I see how much I have missed out on because I was not born with the right body.

I read lots of posts by trans women who say they wish they'd been born female.

Not to say that they are wrong when it comes to themselves, but I don't feel that way about myself.  There was all kinds of stuff I suffered because I was assigned male but didn't fit in the box society tried to make me fit into, but I don't believe it would have been a lot better if I'd been assigned female -- it would have been different, but probably not any less awful.  The world I grew up in had rigid ideas of what boys and girls had to be and treated anyone who didn't fit in pretty harshly.

I have a younger sister, and while I don't think they were quite as brutal with her (though I may have missed some stuff since she was 9 years younger), people still treated her like something was wrong with her.  And there still seems to be a conflict in her between how she believes she is supposed to be and who she really is inside, though I don't think she's ever faced up to it.  Twenty years ago I realized that I had to deal my own version of this or I would soon be dead, and that ultimately lead to my transitioning.

Trail ridding yesterday, I had to dismount to move a branch out of the trail. When I went to mount up I noticed I was having a hard time reaching the stirrup with my foot. I mentioned to my wife if I was getting shorter or the stirrups were farther up? To which she replied you are getting shorter. Call it pelvic tilt or old age or both, went from 5'11" to 5'8". It made me happy that she noticed it too.

Well, I regularly get mailings with my deadname on them from companies trying to sell me some Medicare plan or other.  I changed my name and gender with Social Security well before I was eligible for Medicare, so I assume they got my name from Social Security (or someone) from before then.  I throw them away -- if they can't even get my name right, I sure don't want to rely on them to process my medical stuff correctly.

Basically, if you got  on a mailing list before you legally transitioned, your deadname will keep cropping up.

Woke early for a change, expecting the grand prix rerun to be on early I think. Its not on till 9.40 so could have stayed in bed! Picking mum up at 1 to go to a local pub for lunch with aunt and uncle and distant relative(s), turned cloudy after yesterdays sunny day and showers/rain later.