It starts off innocently, putting on a little bit of weight by accident. Getting comfortable, skipping workouts and snacking more frequently. The number on the scale creeps up.
But you can stop at any point.
You're still fully in control.
You become more comfortable with the habits that you develop, enjoying those snacks, indulging in them more...
Looking forward to spending more time on the couch, watching tv, mindlessly munching away...
Starting to notice it more, feeling your clothes cling tighter to your expanding figure. Fattened belly pressing against the fabric of your shirts... Feeling your fresh pudge jiggle and bounce as you walk down the stairs...
You start feeling hunger pangs as your appetite starts to grow... Little snacks that satisfied you before are now not enough, you need more...
The workouts become less frequent, "I'll go tomorrow" you keep telling yourself... Day after day goes by, eating a little more... sitting a little longer... "Diet starts tomorrow" you insist...
You can lose it anytime right?
You still have some control left, don't you?
