+1... Nevermind that some of us may have health issues or incredibly demanding schedules or other issues that prevent weight loss from shear willpower and determination.

I hear you. I’ve given up on weight loss. I’m just going to live with the extra lbs. I’m healthy. I exercise. I don’t eat a lot of junk and life isn’t worth it without extra cheese.

I put eggs in my tuna salad, but I do not put tuna in my egg salad. I have to draw a line somewhere. Have you tried wasabi in tuna salad? Yum.

Samesies... changed from jeans to these this morning... gah. Summer dresses have done me wrong!

See also my “jeans” which are leggings with pockets. Screw you, article! I’ll wear athleisure if I want, and I can guarantee it is not an air of wealth or celebrity that I am trying to exude... It’s a “I didn’t feel like wearing my normal clothes and I have pilates this evening, so why the fuck would I dirty something…

I had the Chick’n Shack from Shake Shack for lunch today. It’s nearly twice as many calories as the hamburger I should have gotten, but it was delicious! (Like others, I keep saying that I’ll get back into healthy eating habits post-Labor Day.)

I made two egg salad sandwhichs. I shall wear my athliesure and not feel pressed about working out.

Same. I wear it but mine have stains and have probably not been washed in a week.

However, if I go to the gym and then run errands, I look and feel like a horrible stinky disaster of a human being. I only rock the athleisure as glorified pajamas I can wear outside without shame.

I just like wearing sweatpants...

I’m giving myself a pity week and will try to rise from the ashes/stop eating carbs after Labor Day. Sigh.

The thing (for me) that’s so seductive about this whole cult isn’t necessarily the idea of having three hours a day to work out (though obviously that’s amazing) but rather the fact that working out for them is so, sort of, passive? Like they have assistants and a trainer and a cash flow that just ....make it happen…

Leggings at school pickup say that they are not like poor working pantyhosed or business slacks wearing me; they are over all of that. They can just wear ponytails and leggings and bright sneakers.

Is it really funny?

This isn’t exactly a novel observation, but fitness and the appearance of engaging in exercise have become the new suntan, a sign of being wealthy enough to have the time and means to work out and eat healthfully.

If work pants equate to extra guac, I can be ok with work pants.

I got nachos from Qdoba for lunch because I’ve been tracking my calories for 2 months and have lost 2 lbs. Fuck it. I’m out.

I’m having lunch at chipotle in my work clothes. Does that mean I can have extra cheese?

he is. just accept it.

The answer to your question is yes.