A feminist lens. A practical perspective.
In response to the events in Charlottesville and to racism here at home, I wrote this blog entry the other day, and I stand by it.
Hate does not live on many sides; it lives only on the side of evil. And if we don’t stand up against it; if we don’t condemn it vocally and visibly, then we are no better than they are. Continue reading “Pure humans”
I am the white, able-bodied, heterosexual, cis mother of two children – a boy and a girl – whose ethnic heritage is Chinese, English, Filipino, and German.
I am appalled, disgusted, opposed to, and I unequivocally condemn not only what we’ve seen in Charlottesville these last few days, but also the behaviour and social media activity of one of our local regional councillors, and all racism. Continue reading “Hate does not live on “many sides””
I catch myself doing this far too often and then this article about sexist language that hurts women slammed the point home for me the other day, compelling me to write this entry.
In the past, I’ve fallen into the trap of thanking men for doing things that are important to me. You know, things like making an effort to fight against the gender wage gap; for working toward gender parity in their businesses or on their boards; for believing me and other women when we talk about street harassment or sexual assault or rape or domestic violence; for being respectful of what I want or need from a situation; for just ‘getting it.’ Continue reading “We need to raise the bar on men’s behaviour”
Just about two weeks ago, I posted this video of me working harder than I could have imagined to raise 3lb weights in front of me and to my sides. Rob (my trainer who is also a monster of some sort) and I were having a good laugh about it, because I can’t recall the last time I used 3lb weights for anything and because he and Shirley have had me lifting much heavier weights — albeit for different exercises. Continue reading “Body confidence and fitness”
To follow up those last three posts about boxing, indulge me for a few minutes whilst I tell you about a project that I’m working on.
Seven years ago, I tried boxing on a dare. I walked into FightFit in St. Catharines and it wasn’t long before the sport that I’d previously considered barbaric and requiring little skill became the sport I loved precisely because of how much skill is required. Continue reading “My feminism and my love of boxing meet”
I posted this just about a year ago on another blog as I was training for my second fight. I did not write this post. Rather, it is a copy and paste of an article that is also linked to in the first paragraph.
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If you’re still trying to wrap your head around why some people box, this is a great read: How Boxing Got Me to Face My Fears
Last year, at this time, I was training for my second fight. This blog entry talks about that training and also follows up another blog entry I wrote about boxing and violence against women being different.
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Training yesterday was all about Irwin’s. Continue reading “How boxing is empowering”
Just shy of a year ago, I was training for my second fight and promoting it on social media. Someone challenged me and told me that I was encouraging violence against women. Here’s what I wrote at that time.
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It’s nice to be on vacation. It means I can go to Energy whenever I wake up in the morning and not at obscene o’clock. So, yes, I started yesterday off with an hour on the bike and “travelled” the equivalent of 15.07 km. Seems that’s all I can muster on the bike whilst reading a book. I did increase the intensity, though, so the calorie burn was higher. Continue reading “How boxing and violence against women are different”
Here are the headlines:
This Woman Is Fighting Rape By Allowing Strangers To Touch Her V… (that’s right, they couldn’t even spell out ‘vagina’.); and
‘Mirror box’ artist who allowed complete strangers to fondle her genitals and breasts in Trafalgar Square arrested Continue reading “No, you’re not fighting rape”
This about sums it up, at least for white, heterosexual, able-bodied, middle-aged, middle-class men…. 😀
