My body evidently loves the weight it is at. If there is ever a famine, I'm sure I'll be one of the survivors, because it hangs on to every extra pound like there might be a dry spell with nothing to eat just around the corner.
Me (talking to myself): "We have been exercising over an hour a day and eating hundreds less calories per day than the RDA. What gives that you still weigh the same?"
My body: "I need that fat! I'm storing it for YOU! What if we run out of food tomorrow?"
Me: "Shut up, there is plenty of food. Don't you want to look better in that one dress?"
My body: "No! I care not for dresses! WE will survive the next famine!"
Me: "Famine, what famine? Stupid body."
My body: "You will thank me later when all the naturally skinny people are wasting away and we are living off of sawdust and leather scraps".
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