I laughed at “peruse-the-Oreo-section-at-the-grocery-store shoes.” Giving belly fat the voice of a wounded, loyal companion is such a clever reversal—and the fact that it makes a disturbingly persuasive case is what makes this even funnier.
I'm here because I've been listening to the choices you've been making.
I remember the stress you never talked about.
The sleep you traded for one more episode.
The meals you rushed through.
The walks you promised yourself you'd start tomorrow.
I'm not punishment.
I'm a record.
The paradox is that you keep fighting me in the mirror, while I was created far away from the mirror—in your habits, your thoughts, your routines, and sometimes even your wounds.
Don't declare war on me.
Understand me.
Because the day you change the life that created me, I'll quietly leave without an argument.
Until then, I'll simply keep telling the truth your body has been trying to whisper.
So before asking, "How do I lose belly fat?"
Maybe ask,
"What is my body trying to protect me from—or remind me of—that I've been too busy to notice?" 🤍
Where did you get that picture of me? (Perusing the Oreo aisle no doubt 🤨) Thanks a lot,Bob X. Good one!
Thank you for giving me a laugh I really needed. 🩵 Loved this!
I laughed at “peruse-the-Oreo-section-at-the-grocery-store shoes.” Giving belly fat the voice of a wounded, loyal companion is such a clever reversal—and the fact that it makes a disturbingly persuasive case is what makes this even funnier.
Love the idea of my belly fat googling things about me. Nice one
A Message From Your Stubborn Belly Fat
Dear Human,
I'm not here because I hate you.
I'm here because I've been listening to the choices you've been making.
I remember the stress you never talked about.
The sleep you traded for one more episode.
The meals you rushed through.
The walks you promised yourself you'd start tomorrow.
I'm not punishment.
I'm a record.
The paradox is that you keep fighting me in the mirror, while I was created far away from the mirror—in your habits, your thoughts, your routines, and sometimes even your wounds.
Don't declare war on me.
Understand me.
Because the day you change the life that created me, I'll quietly leave without an argument.
Until then, I'll simply keep telling the truth your body has been trying to whisper.
So before asking, "How do I lose belly fat?"
Maybe ask,
"What is my body trying to protect me from—or remind me of—that I've been too busy to notice?" 🤍
Thanks - think you might like my silly stuff, Bob
Thanks for the belly laugh.
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I didn't know you and my belly were acquainted!!!