A little backstory: I’ve been struggling with weight since my twins were born — eating less than 1200 calories, two years of going to the gym without missing a day, cutting sugar and everything. Even my doctors aren’t sure why I’m not losing weight and have been stuck.
I went to a new stylist today and the girl next to us was talking about about her job, where they do cool sculpting. I’d mentioned that I was interested in it, because I’ve tried so much else and really need some sort of boost. My stylist took this as a signal to talk about how you can achieve weight loss easier with other methods, like cutting cokes out (pointedly staring at the little mini coke in my hand they’d given me).
I hadn’t had a coke in weeks and when offered, accepted it because I had a caffeine headache for lack of coffee this morning.
I shut up about it after, but let me tell you that it stuck with me all day today. I’ve agonized over that fucking mini coke that I shouldn’t have drank. Why? Because of a point look and silence from the chairs next to us when mentioned.
Guys, when someone mentions their struggles with weight loss or whatever, don’t point out how they’re failing right in front of you. She’s likely forgotten all about our conversation, likely didn’t see my face pale or that I didn’t finish drinking it. But I haven’t forgotten and it makes me angry.
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