fitness · meditation · mindfulness · vacation

Mid-summer: a time for ordinary movement and extraordinary sensory experience

The past couple of weeks I’ve been out and about, traveling to Tennessee and North Carolina, and then hosting my sister and niece here in Boston, with a day trip to the beach in Maine.

Nothing extraordinary happened, really; I visited friends, went to a meditation retreat, and did some touristing with my sister and niece.

But, in fact I had extraordinary pleasure from what my senses were conveying to me, once I slowed down to really experience them.

What do I mean here? Lemme explain with examples:

Water: My friend Jennie and I went to Townsend, TN and dipped our feet in the Little River, just inside the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. It’s a shallow rushing river, great for tubing, dipping, and hanging out in and beside.

Here's the Little River. Our section had loads of people enjoying it on a hot summer day.
Here’s the Little River. Our section had loads of people enjoying it on a hot summer day.

The feeling of rushing water on my legs, moving along, on top of and between the rocks, hearing the sounds of the water– so satisfying, cleansing, refreshing.

More water: My sister, niece and I went to the beach at York, Maine last week for the day. Loads of people were out on Long Sands Beach, enjoying the sun, sand, sky and each other. I knew the water was extra cold– 58F/14.4C– but we had to wade in a little. Wow– the contrast between air and water was something! It felt shocking and prickly and a little painful; but the overall sensation was fully engaging.

Crunching sounds: during my meditation retreat, while doing a morning sit, we were encouraged to let ourselves be aware of sound around us. This included birds, wind through the trees, the rustling of our fellow meditators, our own breath– any sound could become the object of our attention.

I noticed the distinct and surprisingly pleasurable sound of tires on the gravel way outside our meditation hall. The deep crunch of rubber on rock left me very pleased. And wanting more of it. So, when we next did a walking meditation, I put on my red-strapped Teva sandals and headed out for the gravel path, planning on exploring crunch.

I was not disappointed. From bigger rocks to sandy spots, my sandals made contact with sounds and tactile sensations. They varied, creating a banquet for me to sample from. Honestly, I totally recommend this for anyone who’s feeling stressed or overwhelmed, as immersing yourself in the sound and feeling of something crunchy beneath your feet will reboot you to original human factory settings in the best way. Try it.

Any gravel path anywhere will do, as long as it has some loose rock for crunching. Photo by Alan C for Unslash.
Any gravel path anywhere will do, as long as it has some loose rock for crunching. Photo by Alan C for Unslash.

The color green: during my visit with Jennie and her family, we went to the Knoxville Botanical Garden. It is a well-cared-for space for wandering, contemplation and enjoyment. What I really enjoyed that day was the Bamboo Forest, with many shades of green.

Being surrounded by one color in so many configurations felt wonderful for my eyes, my imagination and my love of the world. Thanks, nature, for such variety!

One last comment: On the cover of this post is the watermelon slushie I had at York Beach. It was its own universe of sensation: intense manufactured sweetness from the fake watermelon taste (not exactly pleasant, but certainly unavoidable), and the piercing brain-freeze feeling from taking too big a sip. We all remember summer brain-freeze, don’t we? It’s a mid-summer thing. Feel free to try it if you dare.

Happy mid-summer!

A bubblegum-pink fake watermelon slushie. Approach wth caution.
A bubblegum-pink fake watermelon slushie. Approach wth caution.
fitness · meditation

Neurodivergent meditation retreat preview: the fans

Today is the last day of my 4-day meditation retreat at the Art of Living retreat center, outside of Boone, North Carolina. It’s called How to Meditate, Relate, and Creatively Self-Regulate: a meditation retreat for neurodivergent humans. It’s run by my favorite meditation teacher Jeff Warren (who’s from Toronto), and my now-co-favorite meditation teacher Ofosu Jones-Quartey, who lives in the Washington DC area.

We have been doing sitting, lying down, standing and walking-outside-in-nature meditations, enjoying sound baths, writing in our journals, and talking and listening to each other. I’ve been to a bunch of meditation retreats or workshops, but I think this is now my favorite one.

Our last session is this morning, so I’ll post a thorough review this week. But for now, here’s a preview of one of my favorite things from the retreat:

THERE ARE BIG FANS EVERYWHERE. And I love love love it.

You may be thinking, what?

Lemme explain.

The retreat center is at the top of a mountain in North Carolina, where it used to be always cool and refreshing, even in summer. But no longer– the humidity and summer temperatures have creeped up the hillsides and invaded even this sheltered place.

But these folks are ready for it. Enter the fans.

There is a ceiling fan in my room, along with a box fan that can be placed anywhere for spot cooling. I really appreciated it.

I’ve saved the best for last. We did/are doing our sessions in this lovely space called Shakti Hall. Here are some pictures of it from trip advisor (we are not allowed to take pictures inside, which is fair enough).

Since it was warm and humid, of course they had fans. I begged for (and received) permission to take photos of the fans they used in this space.

Omigod I love these fans. I don’t think I can fit one in my car, otherwise I would find out where they got them and buy one immediately. And they work, well, they work very effectively.

You might wonder, but aren’t they loud? Well, the organizers did turn them off for our sits. For which I was a bit sad. But acceptance of what is is part of a meditation practice. So I sat, accepted, but also looked forward to the time the fans were re-activated. Which was a delight.

In case you’re wondering, the retreat has been insightful and surprising and wonderful in ways that outstrip even the awesome big fans. I’ll write more about that this week. In the meantime, maybe go buy yourself a big fan. You’ll be glad you did.

cycling · fitness · meditation · vacation

Catherine’s plans for July and August involve both sitting and pedaling

It’s almost mid-July, but there’s plenty of summer left (I keep telling myself). And in fact, my two biggest getaway plans are ahead of me.

This week I’m going to Boone, North Carolina for a 4-day meditation retreat with my favorite meditation teacher Jeff Warren. It will be held at the Art of Living retreat center, which I’m looking forward to exploring. But I’ll be sitting a lot, which is kind of the point of being there.

I’m really looking forward to a dedicated time and space for stillness and quiet, and also walking and experiencing the Blue Ridge Mountains.

I doubt we'll be meditating here, but I'm hoping for coffee or ice tea on this terrace. Picture from the retreat center website.
I doubt we’ll be meditating here, but I’m hoping for coffee or ice tea on this terrace. Picture from the retreat center website.

Naturally, I’ll report next Sunday on how things went.

In early-mid August, I’ve planned another getaway– this one to Quebec with my friend Felicity for cycling Le Petit Train du Nord cycling route. We are driving up together with our bikes and parking at the southern terminus of the trail, where bus service takes us and bikes and luggage to the northern terminus. We’ll ride at a leisurely pace down the 234-km trail, staying three nights and ending our trip with an overnight celebration in Montreal. I’m so looking forward to this trip! It’s easy cycling along with opportunities for swimming, strolling around little towns, experiencing nature, and breaking out my creaky French. In case you weren’t already envious, here’s a little Youtube video to help you along.

This trip will be more active and interactive and engaged, which is also just what the doctor ordered.

Dear readers, what getaways or dedicated staycations do you have planned for the rest of the summer? I’m always looking for ideas and inspiration.

226 in 2026 · fitness · Physiotherapy · self care · yoga

Catherine adds yoga before bed to her evening, and her hips are thanking her

Last summer I spent a lot of time dealing with sciatica, which had me limping and having trouble with climbing stairs. Thanks to many months of physical therapy, I got better. My gait became steady and strong, and I could climb stairs without pain or favoring one side. Yay!

A lamb leaping for joy-- my inner lamb is doing the same. By Jonathan Mabey for Unsplash.
A lamb leaping for joy– my inner lamb is doing the same. By Jonathan Mabey for Unsplash.

Maintaining my hard-won stability and strength takes effort, and I’ve done my hip exercises regularly. But I noticed that if I read in bed before sleeping, I would be creaky or have some hip pain– not enough to wake me up, but noticeable.

Reenter yoga before bed. I used to do some rotation of gentle yoga exercises before bed most nights, but for no particular reason stopped.In the past few weeks, I restarted, and noticed happy changes:

  • no joint pain in bed during the night or in the morning
  • easier walking around in the morning
  • a little more stability and flexibility in general

What I do varies– sometimes it’s mini sun salutations with warrior poses and twists and forward folds, other times I’m on my mat in the living room doing twists and hamstring stretches with my yoga strap. I sometimes do tree pose as well, although I’m less balanced in the evening. So far I haven’t fallen over, which I’m taking as a win.

I’m not sure it matters exactly what yoga poses I do. But I’m thinking it does matter that I do it. So I’m doing it. Having restarted my posts for the 226 workouts in 2026 is helping motivate me to do it (almost) every night. Yay again!

Yeah, yay to that. By Fausto Garcia for Unsplash.
Yeah, yay to that. By Fausto Garcia for Unsplash.

Readers, are you doing or re-doing something that’s making you feel good or better? I’d love to hear from you.

body image · fashion · fat · fitness · weight stigma

It’s 2026: can we stop with the big-pants before-and-after photos? Especially on science news sites?

CW: a before-and-after photo depicting weight-loss through a person holding up/wearing much bigger pants than their size. Ugh. But then there is lots of incisive criticism, too.

Part of what I do as a FIFI blogger is check out the latest research on health, fitness, nutrition, wellness and longevity to write about for your occasional consumption. Most sources come from mainstream news, science journalism and newsletters, and the majority of those are brought to my attention by Samantha (thanks for being always on the case!)

Well, when I was looking over a Science Daily press release for a new study ahout the benefits of high-intensity interval training (HIIT) for fat loss and preservation of muscle mass in people over 70, I thought, hey, cool.

Until I scrolled down and saw this.

A woman wearing and holding out the waistline of pants that are much bigger than her size. In case the message wasn't clear, the belt is a tape measure.
A woman wearing and holding out the waistline of pants that are much bigger than her size. In case the message wasn’t clear, the belt is a tape measure.

So what’s wrong with this picture?

First, the study isn’t about weight loss, so breaking out the big-pants model to illustrate it is false advertising.

Second, ENOUGH WITH THE BIG PANTS PHOTOS! It’s one of the most cringey types of before-and-after diet images in existence. It not only screams “bigger body bad, smaller body good” but it does so by mocking the owner of the bigger pants, who is, presumably, the same person standing inside them, but at some previous date.

That’s a lot of subtext and self-loathing and implicit and explicit fat bias, all in one image. I plan to contact Science Daily, in my joint capacities as FIFI blogger and feminist bioethicist to ask them WHAT THE HELL WERE THEY THINKING? I’ll let you know if I hear anything back.

In the meantime, let’s all agree that we don’t want any more big-pants photos out there as a way of illustrating weight loss. I’d be happy with no big-pants photos at all. With one exception.

David Byrne. He can wear big pants anytime. Because they go with his big suit.

And in case you’ve forgotten or have never seen the big suit in action, here you go. You’re welcome.

Happy Thursday, everyone.

celebration · climate change · fitness · food · fun · self care · vacation

Cold drinks for a hot summer: they don’t solve climate change, but they are mighty refreshing

Here’s a scientific term I wish I didn’t understand: heat dome. Europe has been suffering under one, bringing with it two record-breaking heat waves and more than 1300 excess deaths in the past month. And North America will be on the receiving end of one this week. Ontario and the US midwest and east coast are preparing for temperatures to top 100F/37C this weekend.

There’s a lot to say and feel about climate change. We here at Fit is a Feminist Issue worry and write about it a lot, including most recently Sam’s post here. It’s changed our daily lives in so many ways, including exercise and work and wake-up schedules, travel habits, buying plans– this is just the tip of the (melting) ice berg.

But we can’t and shouldn’t spend all waking moments confronting future and present fears and woes. In order to keep ourselves ready for the long-haul of adjustment and advocacy and innovation and conservation, we need occasional pauses. We need to be refreshed.

And, for my money, there’s no better and more refreshing pause than making and drinking a cold or icy fruity beverage. I’m serious. Who can be sad in the presence of fresh watermelon, a spritz of juicy lime, the cold rush from an ice-cold glass? Not me. And I bet not you. I mean, doesn’t this look like a (momentary) solution to all our problems?

watermelon agua fresca, with a sugared rim, spring of mint and lime squeeze at the ready.
watermelon agua fresca, with a sugared rim, spring of mint and lime squeeze at the ready. Go here for the easy-peasy recipe.

This drink is part of my regular summer drink rotation. Consider adding it to yours.

A new addition that I’m trying this weekend with friends is limonada, or Brazilian lemonade. It’s not really lemonade in a classic sense, as it contains sweetened condensed milk as an ingredient (WHAT?! don’t knock until tried). Also, you pulse (not pulverize) cut up limes in the blender, which adds to its limeyness. Here’s a recipe. I dare you to try it, and I double-dog-dare you to comment on the results. Are you reading, Sarah Pie?

The creamy simplicity of the Brazilian lemonade, or limonata.
The creamy simplicity of the Brazilian lemonade, or limonata.

I wrote in more detail last summer about fun summer cold beverages; check it out if you are looking for more ideas for cooling off in a hot summer.

And Happy Canada Day to all!

226 in 2026 · challenge · fitness · motivation

What’s wrong with showing up late to the (workout) party? Nothing, really.

Since 2017 I’ve been a member of the 2XX workouts in 20XX Facebook group. I’ve always made it– most years screaming in on the last day of the year, sometimes doing two or more workouts to squeak through. But hey, a win’s a win.

Until 2025. I was chugging along until the beginning of fall. Then, for no particular reason, I trailed off. Stopped posting. I felt like I should resume, but I didn’t.

Then in 2026, I restarted, only to stop again after recording 6 or 7 workouts. Hmmm.

I’ve never had an easy relationship with challenges– they bring out my inner belligerent teenager, ready to flip off anyone (including my non-teenaged self) who’s trying to put me on a schedule of (Heaven forbid) self-improvement. But my non-teenaged self knows it’s not really self-improvement I’m aiming at; rather, it’s self-care. Huh.

I’ve been a close-to-daily meditator since the pandemic. Before 2020, I meditated off and on for decades. But the combination of extreme necessity and a handy app (I’ve boosted the Happier app a lot here, but there are loads of them to try) has helped me set up and maintain a practice that works for me. As they say, the numbers don’t lie…

I've meditated 308 weeks in a row. Yes, missing a few days here and there, but I'm pretty proud of this.
I’ve meditated 308 weeks in a row. Yes, missing a few days here and there, but I’m pretty proud of this.

The co-most important lesson I’ve learned from 308 weeks of close-to-daily meditation (along with “just breathe”) is that the streak that matters is the streak of one. Being and doing at the time is the thing. Not for what it will yield down the road, but for what it does now, in that moment.

Yes, that sounds cheesy. But a) something can be both cheesy and true at the same time; and b) I’m trying to be sincere here, so don’t pick on me… 🙂

Back to the 226 workouts in 2026: It’s June 28, so we’re almost at the six-month mark. I’m restarting a focus on doing and recording workouts as of yesterday. My plan is 113 workouts by the end of the year. I started last night with yoga before bed. That’s one. I can continue with streaks of one at a time.

Time to do some more yoga now.

Dear readers, how do you feel about streaks? Interrupting them, restarting them? I’m not asking for advice here, but it would be cool to hear how these experiences feel for you. I’ll report back in a while on mine.

Feeling open. That's a good thing.  A red flag with the word "open" in white, against a blue sky. By Clemens Van Lay for Unsplash.
Feeling open for business. Open to what’s ahead. By Clemens Van Lay for Unsplash.

family · fitness · vacation

Family visits: an exercise in cross-training

Trips to see family are, for me, a time when I speed up rather than slow down. I have a lot of relatives I want to see and do things with and for. These relatives live as far as three hours away from my home base, which is my sister’s house. And at this point in family life and history, a bunch of my relatives are of an age where a) I come to them rather than them coming to me; and b) our visits include/consist of my helping them with tasks.

None of this is a problem. It’s life, and I am privileged to be able to travel and help and enjoy their company. Plus, I have lately gotten a fair amount of family swag, the results of relatives downsizing and cleaning out (no one in my family would consider calling this “death cleaning”, even though I’ve mentioned the lovely book that Samantha read and blogged about here). I am, in the interests of paying attention to my own management of stuff, working on the “one in/one out” method, which is going more or less well.

So, what kinds of cross-training have I been doing? Here’s a short list.

Home organizing/clearing out: my mother’s house is a constant battle zone for clutter. She is that person who keeps salad dressing jars and lids “just in case”. Sigh. Every time we visit, we go through drawers and cabinets to clear out expired and unused stuff. We tend to tag team: one of us will talk with my mom about something hopefully interesting while the other (generally my sister) will grab a black contractor bag and rapidly sweep things into the bag.

Personal shopping: my mom doesn’t drive anymore, so trips to the pharmacy and grocery and hardware stores are a regular part of visits. Some things can be delivered, but my mother likes doing the shopping herself and in person, so we go from place to place, armed with lists.

Packing and moving household items: in addition to the constant attention to managing my mom’s shifting household inventory, my sister and I helped my aunt Cathy, who is downsizing from a four-bedroom house to a two-bedroom house. She has a lot of breakable antique doodads– art and pottery and rugs and misc items– which require careful packing and moving. I’m happy to report that a three-foot-tall painting of a moose was successfully moved and placed over the electrical panel in her new hallway.

Efficient personal inventory management: I never stay in one place for long while I’m visiting, so I have to be nimble, with quick turnaround as I move from place to place. I’ve gotten good at literally compartmentalizing my stuff and making sure I keep things together in their compartments and putting everything back at the end of each day. It takes mental effort, but pays off in terms of the security of always knowing where my toothbrush is.

Nutrition and exercise and mindfulness practice: thank goodness for my meditation app, which I use every morning when I wake up, regardless of where that happens to be. I also carry my large and gaily stickered Hydroflask everywhere with me. Exercise is sometimes catch-as-catch-can, but I do get to swim and walk and dog-walk with family, which is fun.

Driver/navigator/tour guide: on this trip, my sister and I logged more than 1000 miles of car travel, zooming to and from various family locations. She prefers driving, so I come up with interesting (read rural) routes, keep us on track (we go through many places where cell signal is nowhere to be found) and offer commentary to entertain my mom or others in the car. Reducing cartime crabbiness is an important job, and I do my best.

Now that I am back home, I can resume my regular schedule of nutrition and physical activity and mindfulness and life tasks. However, I’m taking today off. After being away for more than a week, I need a mini-vacation!

A coffee cup, a sprig of mint an a sign saying "laptop-free zone".  BY Bradley Andrews for Unsplash.
Thanks, Bradley A from Unsplash for the advice to enter a laptop-free zone. At least for a while…

family · fitness · vacation

Not-very-wordy Wednesday: Catherine on family beach vacations, 2026 edition

It’s not easy to find a few days in which four twenty-somethings, a hard-working public health epidemiology nurse, and a college professor/aunt/sister living 1000 miles away can all get together for some beachy relaxation, meals and general watery merriment.

But, we all managed to make the time. My sister, her kids and selected others (friends, sweeties, etc.) have been gathering on the South Carolina coast since her kids were born. In fact, my sister and I enjoyed the same summer ritual with our family from the time we were born.

These vacations for me mean mellow family activity– swimming, walking, cycling (although the weather didn’t cooperate this trip), and occasionally kayaking. Also game playing, movie watching, and good meals, snacks, beverages and treats. Hanging out at the beach with people I love is my favorite thing of all, and I am the most relaxed and well-rested for the year.

So, what did we do this year? TLDR: swim (beach and pool), eat yummy coastal meals, stroll on beachs and by marshes, and sample soft serve ice cream, and play arcade games (yes, they still have skeeball and space invaders). Need proof? No problem.

We listened to a Stevie-Nicks-Janis-Joplin homage singer at this marsh-front bar.

Me, nephew and niece at open-air bar, waiting on half-price mozzarella sticks.
Me, nephew and niece at open-air bar, waiting on half-price mozzarella sticks.

We had dinner at a place called The Claw House, then strolled along the boardwalk. This party boat was coming back from a loud and possible queasiness-inducing voyage. You can see some people were very eager to disembark.

Honestly, I would have much preferred to have a party on this boat, which was also resting by the time we strolled by.

Inflatable flamingo party boat. This is more my speed.
Inflatable flamingo party boat. This is more my speed.

These guys were playing 90s rock to a partly appreciative audience. I was among those appreciating it.

For those about to rock, we salute you.
For those about to rock, we salute you.

One evening, we went to a local place for dinner, and enjoyed a beautiful sunset.

And what family beach trip would be complete without some time at the arcade?

I’m still on vacation, so more fun will be had. But I had to share some of the ongoing fun with all of you.

Dear Readers, how are you spending your leisure time this summer? I’m always up for more frivolity suggestions.

Black Present · body image · competition · fitness · sports nutrition · strength training · tennis · weight loss · weight stigma

Serena Williams is on a GLP-1 weight-loss drug and the NYT commenters have comments. Mine for them: “mind your own business”

There’s big news in sports this week: Serena Williams is officially back playing professional tennis. winning a straight-sets doubles match with her partner, Canadian Victoria Mboko, over the 3rd seeded pair in the Queen’s grass court tournament in London. Mboko was unfortunately injured during the tournament, having to withdraw from further play for the time being. Williams plans to play with a different partner in the Berlin open next week.

Not sports news, but nonetheless reported by the NY Times and other venues: Serena Williams has been taking Zepbound, a GLP-1/GIP weight-loss drug for weight loss.

Here’s an excerpt from this NY Times article:

Williams, 44, said that she made the decision after trying just about every other avenue. She had not wanted to take “the shortcut,” she said on Oprah Winfrey’s podcast last August, but, Williams said, getting to where she wanted to be after her two pregnancies was not working through training alone.

“I couldn’t beat the weight. It was the one opponent I couldn’t beat,” Williams, who manages her treatment through Ro, a telehealth company for which she serves as a paid ambassador, said.

And oh, do the commenters have comments! But first, some facts:

  • Serena is one of the greatest athletes of all time, having won 23 Grand Slam singles titles, two Serena slams, 367 match wins, and lots more here.
  • We FIFI bloggers love writing about Serena, including here and here and here and here.
  • Serena has had two babies and is 44 years old, which means that biology wants her to weigh more now. Biology is very persuasive with bodies.
  • Exercise, even intense athletic training (especially for women), doesn’t bring about weight loss. Studies have shown this, and you can read about them here, here and here.
  • Commentators, including both professionals and randos, never miss an opportunity to offer opinions on Serena’s body size, shape, age, clothing, work, parenting, you name it.
  • Serena is taking a GLP-1 drug– Zepbound, which is tirzepatide, for weight loss.
  • She is a paid ambassador to a telehealth company (Ro) that sells Zepbound, and her husband is an investor in the company.

Now, to the comments. But– humor me–one more little thing:

Why, oh why, do so many people have so many utterly unfounded, unsolicited and unwelcome opinions about Serena Williams? I mean, really. For example: In a 2019 poll, one in eight UK men said they thought they could take a point off her in a tennis match. This was after her 23rd Grand Slam win. I’d love to watch them try. If you doubt at all, check this out.

Okay, now to the NYT commenters’ comments. They include a wide range, of which some are below.

  • They minded that Serena’s doubles partner wasn’t mentioned enough.
  • They implied that by playing doubles, Serena wasn’t really back; after all, she only had to cover half the court.
  • They implied that taking a GLP-1 drug is like doping.
  • They said confused and false things (some wildly wrong)  about the effects of GLP-1 drugs on muscle mass (fact: weight loss of any sort tends to reduce muscle mass)

They also said Serena was:

  • Self-prescribing (NO)
  • Offering medical advice (NO)
  • Doping in general (offering no evidence that she has and there is NO evidence that she has)
  • Doping because GLP-1s are performance-enhancing drugs (NONONONONO—I will be blogging more about this next week)

Then there were the science-splainers. This one was my favorite:

“it’s[GLP-1 effects] a consequence of how your body prioritizes what to break down for energy. This is governed by individual biology..”

NO. DEFINITELY NOT. SO NOT.

This one just made me mad:  

I don’t understand the argument that she couldn’t beat her weight issues. I remember a time, way before GLPs when people lost weight the good old fashioned way I.e eating less, working out and staying active. When Serena, who during her prime years was one of the fittest and most athletic tennis players of all time, now says the only thing she couldn’t beat was her weight, this leaves me scratching my head.

DO YOU NOW? Because there was NO TIME IN HUMAN HISTORY in which many/most people lost weight the old-fashioned way and kept it off. Also, Serena is a woman who has had two children, one while still playing world-caliber professional tennis. And she is now 44. Which brings me back to the biology fact from the first fact list.

If you admire or love or respect Serena Williams even a fraction of the amount I do, you’ll now be on your guard against this newest pile of anti-science-and racist-misogynist nonsense. But I can’t leave you all riled up with nowhere to go.

I leave y’all with my favorite auto-correct comment:

what a terrible message to send to youth antlers. 

Yes, let’s all be on our guard to protect those youth-antlers from GLP-1s in the wild.

A bunch of young moose in the wild.
Protect the antlers of our youth now from GLP-1s! Vamoose, I say!

Until next week, I remain irately yours,

-catherine