When it comes to the matter of losing weight, I can count on one hand the number of women I have known in my lifetime that weren't on a perpetual diet.
Now that my daughters are pretty much grown, we discuss this frequently. We are always trying new ways of losing the extra pounds and getting in shape. Occasionally, the men join in on this life long journey. And this is where the trouble starts.
Between child birth, hormones, and the fact that we love to eat really good food, it's a battle. And then the men come along and after a few days of effort, they drop ten pounds in the blink of an eye.
It's enough to turn a houseful of woman murderous.
We workout, and sweat and eat salads until we are turning green and lose a pound. What is up with that?
I pacify myself by remembering that it's natures way of making sure we women survive in times of famine. I mean, let's face it, if the human race is going to rely on one sex for its survival, who would you want in charge, mom, right? We are also the giver of life. Men can't have babies. In fact their contribution to perpetuating the species is a twenty minute contribution, while ours is a lifetimes worth.
Ask any mom with grown kids, you don't stop worrying and helping when they reach adulthood. It all multiplies exponentially as you worry about spouses and grandbabies.
This is why it's harder for women to lose weight. Don't you feel better about life now that we have been chosen by nature to survive? Or would you rather be a size six for life? Me too.
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