It’s morning, you;
– have a poo,
– clip those toe nails, and
– are completely butt naked.
You take a step forward, then tilt your body at an angle in the hope gravity works against you and exhale as mush air humanly possible. You stand for a few seconds and 9.9 times out 10 as you look down you cringe at the number staring back, the harsh reality confirmed, “Your fat, fatty!”
Today, after a long battle I finally lost majority of my pregnancy weight (that is 36 pounds, approx 16kg). It was a blink of bliss to translate my scales as “Go, you can have that doughnut for breakfast!”