You know that feeling? You step on the scale, hoping for a miracle, praying to see that number finally budge. You've been busting your ass all week – counting every freakin' calorie, tracking every bite, chugging water like it's your job, and you even made it to the gym 5 days this week.
You're doing ALL THE THINGS.
You look down at the scale and BAM! That number stares back at you...and says you gained 3 lbs! Like WTAF?!!?
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You put on a pair of pants and all of a sudden they're tighter than usual...its a little harder to get that zipper up and that button buttoned - then you wonder how you're gonna be able to breathe the rest of the day...
Or stepped on the scale and the number didn't budge or even worse it went up?
I remember that feeling all too well...part of me just wanted to give up and go fuck it eat and the other half wanted to buckle down and get super strict to get the fucking weight off…
What I did know was I didn't want to go up another jeans size ...again!
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