Bicepsual:I definitely do mainly because my wife was an avid runner who used to be disgusted with and openly questioned how someone could just lay around all the time watching TV, eating junk food and getting fat.
Well, she figured it all out. 💡🐽
And she was in denial about her weight gain and the prospect that she would be really heavy one day.
As she grew lazier with all of the weight, the mental surrender of accepting oneself as a lazy fattie who's obsessed with Netflix and is probably going to get bigger is hot. Running "hurts her feet now". It's either too cold or or too hot to walk the dogs any more.
While recently laying on the couch in a food coma, our son asked if she would walk him to the park. Her response was "Why don't you ask daddy. That's more of a daddy thing to do. We'll watch a movie together later."
(One of those proud moments where you see her recognizing "yeah, that's not really something a fattie like me enjoys to do any more, sweetie. I'll join you guys when it's about laying around and having some snacks." 🐖
Going from being really active, it's neat to see how the added weight leads to slothfulness which leads to even more hobbies/habits that involve laying around and eating. More movies, more hours buried in their phone. Pretty soon, ALL the time is "downtime" for the princess after their "exhausting" day.
And the prospect of losing weight and being skinny then becomes such a ridiculous proposition because every main entertainment and habit in their life is built around lounging around and eating. They look forward to it. Most of the time they're so exhausted that they feel like they "earned it".
When they do get up and are active, even doing a quick simple chore will now have them "taking a little break" sooner. This feeling of needing a break keeps them mentally believing that they're "so productive" when in reality they're the just getting fatter and less active with each day.
NeverSayWhen:This sounds alot like my wife as she's gained. We live in a two-story townhouse, and she completely avoids going up the stairs until it is time for bed. "Babe, can you get my charger from the room?" Or "Could you grab me a nightgown from upstairs?"
I run up and down the stairs for her multiple times a day while she snacks on Nutella, crackers or chips. She cancels her after dinner gym visits and has dessert instead. She has goodies stashed in different cupboards throughout the house, so a fattening treat is always close by.
She genuinely wonders why she's gained so much weight, but can't get off the couch long enough to do anything about it. It's adorable.
Ah yes, that is very similar to what's going on at our household actually. People might think it sounds like a fantasy, but i know that when someone reaches a certain weight, walking up the stairs is just fairly hard, especially if they are lazy and unfit.
On the contrast, i'm pretty fit, so for me it's hardly an issue, so yes, my girl let's me run up and down multiple times a day usually too. Same goes for grocery runs and getting stuff out the garage etc...