Here's the thing: We get to have our cake and eat it too. There's no law that says you can't be happy with the size of your ass but also want to exercise and eat right. We don't assume that those means are aimed at weight loss, nor that you need to feel like shit about yourself so that you go work out. In fact, my personal feeling is that if you feel like shit about yourself, you're less likely to go work out because when you're depressed, the damned Stairmaster is the modern equivalent of the medieval rack. No, my experience tells me exactly the opposite and it's when you feel like you could do anything, with no limits, that's when you want to take a five mile walk, singing at the top of your lungs the entire way. And that, my friends, is a beautiful thing. Right there. I wish that for everyone, whether they are trying to lose weight or not.
Be sure to read the whole thing on the site. And while you're there, check out my review of Weight Watchers, which is right underneath. I was so pleased to be asked to write this post that I checked a couple of times last night and earlier this morning, just to see if it might come out a little before it was expected.