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I think my guts have always been a bit weird. "Too much" bread made me gassy, but that was ok. I could eat whatever I wanted without having a bad time.
Sometime around August-September 2014, I became lactose intolerant. I started feeling sick, and stopping eating dairy fixed it.
In 2014-2016, I got more IBS symptoms and found more foods that made me sick. Wheat, soy, coconut, sweet potato, butternut squash, probably other random stuff... (Doctors said I had IBS and didn't think extensive testing needed to be done.)
But I used to be able to eat these foods! Dairy was the first to go.
Also, Fall 2014 was around when I started taking birth control pills. And I became vegan at the start of 2015 (I was vegetarian for a year before). I don't know if this could've affected anything.
Haven't checked for SIBO, but I'm not deficient in anything we checked -- iron, ferritin, Vitamin D, Vitamin B12.
Does this provide any hints about what could alleviate my symptoms?submitted by /u/snootsnootsnootsnoot to r/ibs
Hello. Im a new player who mainly plays off lane (doom, pango, nyx) around the high crusader level. I'm improving at the game, but there is still one character that I feed kills to in lane without exception: Juggernaut.
If he has a support or two they will stun and kill me with his 600 magic dmg nuke. I cannot use my stuns defensively because he is magic immune.
How do I lane against this character? He is powerful at every phase of the game. He goes against my understanding of how weak carries are at level 1. Out of the gate jug has a free bkb and extreme damage. Then once he hits level six I must leave lane entirely because of omni slash.
I try baiting out the spin on creep waves so it pushes into my tower, but this strategy has not been successful for me. As soon as trade hits to bait spin, his supports will stun me and I die to blade furry.
At this point my hatred for this character makes me play as an over aggressive moron or scared chicken. I'm ruining so many games for my team-mates by feeding juggernauts (who is 75 % of games at my mmr because of his power and simplicity).
Other characters that used to give me trouble (PA, bristle, BS) I have figured out how to play against, either through drafting counter picks, or general behavior changes. Despite Juggernaut being the most common character, I have yet to find a successful lane strategy against him. Most low level pubstomper chars have a simple counter-play. This doesn't appear to be the case with jug.
Anything you can tell me about how you handle Jug in lane would be very helpful. Nothing would bring me more satisfaction than gaining the skill and knowledge to squash this character like a bug whenever he appears. Thanks in advance!
Edit: I occasionally will have success against jug in games where I can get my level six before him with doom. However this is only in cases where he has a solo weak support with no cc, like KOTL.submitted by /u/jiffypop69 to r/learndota2
As the title implies, first time trying gardening this year. My girlfriend and I have had a collection of potted plants for a couple years, with basil, rosemary, mint, etc. We finally moved into a house that has a gorgeous backyard, with a garden plot already in place, and are ready to start a little vegetable garden. The plot area is 18' x 10', we are in Zone 5b.
I have already started some tomato and broccoli indoors, and we are planning on planting some lettuce and spinach outside this weekend. I will probably attempt a small row of sweet corn (when in Rome Iowa), but have heard it is more difficult to grow. Will probably try to plant some carrots, squashes, bush beans, and onions.
What is the one thing you wish you knew your first season of gardening? Any plants that are particularly tricky to maybe avoid for this first season? Thanks in advance, have learned a lot already just from reading on this sub.submitted by /u/RustToRedemption to r/gardening
My face stares back as my breath obscures it. Stowed away in the sports bag at my feet the device has begun expelling dead seconds. A timer, solenoids, springs within springs. The hand of God is drumming its fingers, before beginning His Serendipity’s holy work.
The train slows as we pull into the metro station. I see nothing but a night without stars. Where are the rows of commuters, the platform, the escalator, my exit to the world above? I waste precious moments working out what is amiss.
I am waiting on the wrong compartment! Here I am, wedged tight against the doors that are not going to open! The unclean walled me in with their baggage and bodies, cemented with grime and underclothing.
There is no need to panic, Quasar. The doors hiss open at the far ends of the train. In a moment the unclean will drain out onto the platform, and I will be carried along by the current. Wait. Wait.
Wait. Horror slides in like a cleanly struck chisel. Nobody is getting off—already the guards in white gloves are shunting yet more unclean on! Belatedly, I try to make headway against the tide, but it has a will of its own, and it is all I can do to hold my ground. Should I try to fake a heart attack? Start screaming like a maniac? I dare not—who knows where that might lead? I may jeopardize His Serendipity’s crusade. Better that I die down here. What? I glimpse a couple walking their dog down a beach in Okinawa. Paradise is only ninety minutes away by All Nippon Airlines. The ripped sunset colors the world’s end. Or its beginning.
I don’t want this train to be my tomb. Fight.
The waves of unclean break against me, squeezing out my breath. Business drones, office women, schoolgirls, sex swelling the curves of their lips. I push back, an arm gives way, a body yields a fraction. Fight, Quasar! You are at war! If only my alpha quotient would allow me to teleport to the streets above! My ear squashes against an unclean ear. Music leaks out of the Walkman, and a saxophone from long ago circles in the air, so sad it could barely leave the ground.
I’m levered backwards, past the sport bag. I see the moments come swarming out through the zipper. Dominoes, sparrows, flies on a summer day. The baby watches me with eyes that are no longer hers. Minnie Mouse watches me too, grinning. Mirthfully? Revengefully? What is she trying to say?
My muscles are cramping, but I swim forward once more. I squeeze against a young woman clutching a viola case, a bouquet of doomed flowers, and a book. The viola case digs into my groin. She shields here face with the book, an inch between our noses. The Zen Eye. Buddha sits, lipped and lidded, silver on a blue hill, an island far from this tromboning din. Always on the verge of words.
Get us out get us out get us out! My lungs are gripping the bars of my rib cage. When the solenoids shatter the vials of cleansing fluid, will my heart hammer a way out, too? What of my soul? Will my soul find a path out of these tunnels? I squirm around the viola case, a backpack, and slide between a pair of trench coats. I try to straighten up, but I am blocked by a sleeping giant whose hair is the color of tea. Here is the tea, here is the bowl, here is the Tea Shack, here is the mountain, faces of rock in the purest sky. See? See? It’s not far, not far. I crouch under the giant, and twist upwards. Along the ceiling of the compartment I see grasslands rise and fall like years, years upon years of them. The Great Khan’s horseman thunder to the west, the furs, the gold, the White Ladies of Muscovy. Leading the way is the new Toyota Landcruiser, zero percent interest, repayable over forty-eight months, applicants subject to credit checking.
Move! The unclean are dazzling you! Empty yourself of self, and you may slip though where even a scream could not. A sailor blocks me. A sailor, down here? Surely, this heaving coffin is the opposite of the sea? A glossy booklet is splayed against his uniform. The spine warped and cracking. Petersburg, City of Masterworks. An icing-sugar palace, a promenade, a river spanned by graceful bridges. What stops this train collapsing under its own mass? What stops the world?
This is my stop, I explain to the unclean I am stepping on. I get off here.
The unclean reply as one. Move down the compartment.
I try to block them as they block me, and seek out their weakness. Adrenalin swirls through my bloodstream like cream in coffee. One more meter closer to life. A vinyl shopping bag falls down from a rack. It bulges with a crayon-colored web that a computer might have doodled: The London Underground. I elbow it out of my face. I get off here. The fire in the hearth is the color of fellowship. Their smiles are warm and gluey as Auld Lang Syne. On the label of Kilmagoon whisky is an island as old as the world.
And I can go no further. A mere meter away, but with more unclean being crammed on, I am stuck fast as a bee in amber. I watch the light on the waves, and sink, my arm flailing out towards the exit even though the rest of me has given up fighting.
Stand clear of the doors, say the unclean. Tubes locked within other tubes, and Quasar, the distant messenger, locked in the innermost. With a hydraulic hiss the doors close on the unclean and the cleanser.
Pain shoots up my arm. From where? From my fingers. The doors have closed on my hand! Stand clear of the doors! The unclean sound less cocksure now. Yes! The train cannot leave until all the doors are shut.
I don’t care who or what I’m trampling over as I reel myself in. With strength I never knew I possessed I prise open the doors to a fist-wide crack. I hear a grunt of panic. It’s me. I shove my arm through. The rubber seals squeal against my leather jacket. My knee, my thigh, my whole side. The guard glares at me, mouthing, That is forbidden, but the sound is lost. Will he try to shove me back into the zombie wagon? The fear is lost. I’ve fallen forwards and headbutted the Empire States Building, circled by an albino bat, scattering words and stars through the night. Spend the night with Bat Segundo on 97.8 FM.
I am on my knees, safe on the platform, looking up, looking down. The lanky foreigner offers me a hand, but I shake my head, and he rejoins the mass of unclean waiting for the next train. Wait for the comet, wait for the White Nights. The train alongside me starts to pull away. I haul myself to my feet, spent and quivering. What is real and what is not?
Who is blowing on the nape of my neck?
I swing around—nothing but the back of the train, accelerating into the darkness.submitted by /u/FragWall to r/ProsePorn
I have an extremely limited diet. I can only eat a few veggies and fruits (peas, beans, potatoes, melons, squash, broccoli, carrots, apples, bananas, eggs, turkey, and pineapple are about the only things I can have. I do not eat the meat or eggs though.) I am in the process of trying to remove a stomach infection and my health specialist is strongly recommending that I eat turkey and eggs for protein and that a big key in healing my infection will be to increase my diet. I am losing weight every day. I went from 170 to 120 and it looks like I'm still losing some. I just want to get better but I don't want to hurt animals.submitted by /u/charliecalamity to r/vegan
Today is your Day 1?
Welcome to r/Loseit!
So you aren’t sure of how to start? Don’t worry! “How do I get started?” is our most asked question. r/Loseit has helped our users lose over 1,000,000 recorded pounds and these are the steps that we’ve found most useful for getting started.Why you’re overweight
Our bodies are amazing (yes, yours too!). In order to survive before supermarkets, we had to be able to store energy to get us through lean times, we store this energy as adipose fat tissue. If you put more energy into your body than it needs, it stores it, for (potential) later use. When you put in less than it needs, it uses the stored energy. The more energy you have stored, the more overweight you are. The trick is to get your body to use the stored energy, which can only be done if you give it less energy than it needs, consistently.Before You Start
The very first step is calculating your calorie needs. You can do that HERE. This will give you an approximation of your calorie needs for the day. The next step is to figure how quickly you want to lose the fat. One pound of fat is equal to 3500 calories. So to lose 1 pound of fat per week you will need to consume 500 calories less than your TDEE (daily calorie needs from the link above). 750 calories less will result in 1.5 pounds and 1000 calories is an aggressive 2 pounds per week.Tracking
Here is where it begins to resemble work. The most efficient way to lose the weight you desire is to track your calorie intake. This has gotten much simpler over the years and today it can be done right from your smartphone or computer. r/loseit recommends an app like MyFitnessPal, Loseit! (unaffiliated), or Cronometer. Create an account and be honest with it about your current stats, activities, and goals. This is your tracker and no one else needs to see it so don’t cheat the numbers. You’ll find large user created databases that make logging and tracking your food and drinks easy with just the tap of the screen or the push of a button. We also highly recommend the use of a digital kitchen scale for accuracy. Knowing how much of what you're eating is more important than what you're eating. Why? This may explain it.Creating Your Deficit
How do you create a deficit? This is up to you. r/loseit has a few recommendations but ultimately that decision is yours. There is no perfect diet for everyone. There is a perfect diet for you and you can create it. You can eat less of exactly what you eat now. If you like pizza you can have pizza. Have 2 slices instead of 4. You can try lower calorie replacements for calorie dense foods. Some of the communities favorites are cauliflower rice, zucchini noodles, spaghetti squash in place of their more calorie rich cousins. If it appeals to you an entire dietary change like Keto, Paleo, Vegetarian.
The most important thing to remember is that this selection of foods works for you. Sustainability is the key to long term weight management success. If you hate what you’re eating you won’t stick to it.Exercise
Is NOT mandatory. You can lose fat and create a deficit through diet alone. There is no requirement of exercise to lose weight.
It has it’s own benefits though. You will burn extra calories. Exercise is shown to be beneficial to mental health and creates an endorphin rush as well. It makes people feel awesome and has been linked to higher rates of long term success when physical activity is included in lifestyle changes.Crawl, Walk, Run
It can seem like one needs to make a 180 degree course correction to find success. That isn’t necessarily true. Many of our users find that creating small initial changes that build a foundation allows them to progress forward in even, sustained, increments.Acceptance
You will struggle. We have all struggled. This is natural. There is no tip or trick to get through this though. We encourage you to recognize why you are struggling and forgive yourself for whatever reason that may be. If you overindulged at your last meal that is ok. You can resolve to make the next meal better.
Do not let the pursuit of perfect get in the way of progress. We don’t need perfect. We just want better.Additional resources
Now you’re ready to do this. Here are more details, that may help you refine your plan.
- Quick Start Guide - Build your foundation!
- Loseit Compendium - Frame it out!
- FAQ - Answers to our most Frequently Asked Questions!