As a wise woman once said “Keeping a ‘food diary‘ is the most effective form of modern day torture”.
That wise woman was me. Just now.
And I think Constance Hall might just agree with me.
In a Facebook post published yesterday morning, Hall decided it was time she shared an honest “day in the life of my stomach”.
The post came after she realised she was avoiding the doctor because “he weighs me”. She explained that she hated the “chubby patient lecture” so decided it was time to do something about it.
Hall approached a friend who she describes as “one of those chicks who works in fitness and puts photos on Instagram of herself in undies and she just looks so strong and tanned and buff and in control of herself that you go back to those pictures just to perv on her like a total binocular wearing bush dwelling creep…” We know EXACTLY the type she is talking about.
Hall’s friend, while preparing an exercise program, asked her to keep a food diary. You know, just so she could see what kind of food she was consuming. A pretty customary step for any fitness plan.
But NO. For Hall, along with the rest OF EVERYONE, did not like the idea of a food diary.
Hall explained: “While preparing an exercise program for me she has also asked me for a food dairy…. And again…. She asks for the diary… And again… She waits…The truth is that I don’t want to give her the food diary. I had no idea how ridiculous my eating has become until I had to look at it in front of me.”