Growing up, that sentence was the bane of my existence.
Skipped breakfast? "Oh, so you're TRYING to gain weight." No, dad, fuck off.
Ate after 7 pm? "Oh, I see you want to gain some weight, huh?" Nope, FUCK OFF, dad."
Get less than 9 hours of sleep (so, y'know, every day of my life)? "Oh, I guess you're trying to gain weight, is that it?" (You can guess my response.)
The point being, as much as I hated that phrase growing up, it's true.
If you're not trying to lose weight, you must be trying to gain it.
Extra bites aren't slip-ups or moments of weakness. A brownie isn't a mistake. A day off from the gym isn't laziness.
These are purposeful moments of self-sabotage. These are little things that add up to "yes, I DO want to gain weight and be a fat cow the rest of my life."
I'm going to stop saying yes to those moments.
The only things I will say "yes" to from now on are the things that will make me skinny.