one year of ducks!
april marks one year since the first day i watched ducktales (2017)! i'm honestly pretty shocked by how long this obsession has lasted me lmfao... i think most of my phases tend to last less than a year, but here i am, going into may 2025, still tripletpilled.
some reasons i'm confused as to why it lasted me so long:
- as mentioned, my phases don't usually go on for a year
- i didn't have anyone around me who was similarly insane about this particular thing and could keep me interested in it
- i didn't participate in fandom either. although this doesn't usually make/break my obsessions, i think i'm more likely to stick around if i get to connect with other people about it.
- i hated the finale.
potential reasons why it lasted me so long:
- multiple blorbos in the same source media (huey AND louie) (sorry dewey...) (and to an extent mark beaks)
- i rewatched the whole series with my best friend, staggered across the entirety of this past year – we only finished watching a couple weeks ago!
- getting to worm with B kept my focus on the show. i appreciate their investment in the show for my sake... and in my oc/canons......
- my participation in fandom was very measured. i posted fanart sparingly, was more insane in private spaces shared with friends who enjoyed watching the insanity unfold, and made one (1) actual ducktales friend, who was someone whose art i really liked. enjoyment of the thing was not tainted by stress about participating in community (← girl who is a hermit)
- so i guess i DID get to connect with other people about it!
- i continue to find very cute triplets merch out and about. it helps that i love most other iterations of HDL and not just their 2017 versions!
- i hated the finale, AND SO i keep coming back to how i'd have liked it to be done
- there is a LOT of ducktales stuff to see that as a latecomer i just hadn't seen! i encountered the duckfails video a couple months ago and was surprised i'd come across it so late into my obsession. there were a lot of things like this.
- i really like my oc/canons... they're so much fun to develop. i think maggie and ruby are my most fleshed out heroines, and the ones i've drawn the most.
anyway. yay ducks! it is the obsession that keeps on giving.
it's been a busy month for me! i started my new job, which is about as exciting as a job can be, so i'm glossing over it... but the main thing i've been up to is working out a lot more!
i signed up for this local lifting meet in my area, so i've been prepping for that alongside some other ladies from my gym who my trainer introduced me to. i was nervous going into our group training sessions, as i usually am when meeting new people, but everyone was really warm and friendly, and i had nothing to worry about. i liked that everyone was of varying ages and sizes, and that we all yelled and high-fived after any lift, successful or no.
i've talked about lifting a couple of times in my diary entries, so maybe i sound repetitive, but i've never been a Sporty or Athletic person before and so i'm constantly... like, kind of amazed by what my body turns out to be capable of, and what i, internally have started to become and enjoy. i've started putting in these stinging eyedrops at precisely 1am so i'm forced to put down my phone and sleep, because my sleep affects my performance at the gym. these days i'll even ask my trainer "can i come in a third day this week?" or "let me do one more, i want to get it" – which is SO ooc for me, someone who has known herself to primarily enjoy Being Seated And Not Sweaty. it's crazy that i'm even attending this meet at all. i've never participated in sports in my life. not even recreationally! i have never found it fun! and here i am!
i'm not as strong as i'd like to be yet, and probably not even very strong for my weight class, but the same sentiment is echoed at me whenever i say this – by my trainer, the very very strong women i lift with, my family: you're competing against yourself, not anyone else! and so i'm not as worried about it as i could have been, had i not had all these supportive people with healthy mindsets around me lol. it's crazy how enjoyable it is to be competitive again, after years of tamping down the instinct. it's crazy how much progress i'm making, and how much FUN i'm having!
i'm all over the place. i just have so many feelings about this thing i started not even a year ago that's changed... like, not MY WHOLE SELF, but at least my outlook on life. i almost hate that i've rambled this long about it, because i used to grimace whenever people spoke about exercise. i found it very woo + mystical + almost cultish LMAO... or at least just very obnoxious. physical wellness as a fix seemed boring, and like bad writing. i've known people who turned health and fitness into their whole personality.
and now here i am espousing all the benefits i've received from learning to enjoy a sport. girl................. what have you become......
i think i am still mostly the same, just sunnier and stronger. but i also know there's an identity shift that's bound to happen if i want to make even more progress. raaah. it all comes back to the tension between "noooo i don't want to forget all my old selves" and "i have to change to be the person i want to become"!!!!!!!
here are the HDL socks i'm wearing to the meet, for the deadlift portion. you have to wear longer socks (so you don't scrape your legs on the bar lmfao), and these are the only longish socks i have... i'm very happy i get to use them.
more frequent training and heavier weights means more energy expenditure, and on top of the new job, i have been... tired... o(—( i have a huge backlog of people to respond to. if you're reading this instead of a new email from me, i'm so sorry... i promise i'll get back to you soon.
and if you aren't expecting an email from me..... WHY NOT?! email me!!! let's talk!!!!! (i'm just kidding. no need to email me, especially not after i just said replies are slow going...)
thank you for reading! april really flew by... i'd like to write more diary entries that aren't just monthly updates, but i worry they'll end up being longform analyses of the duck boys, and those probably belong in their respective shrines. the problem that is a billion thought receptacles!