Beach season is several months away and you’re already having anxiety attacks about having to take your shirt off in public. Then that oh-so-familiar thought creeps back into your head “maybe I should start cutting”. So, you pace back over to that mirror, grab a suprailiac fold of fat and declare your diet starts tomorrow! Undoubtedly, while gorging yourself on a bucket of ice cream, topped with bacon and shredded cheese because apparently, pure-unabashed gluttony is a prerequisite before starting a new diet these days.
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