Things that bug me
"It's not a diet, it's a lifestyle change." Oh, eff off. Saying "I've been on this lifestyle change for six months" is exactly the same as saying "I've been on this diet for six months." It's just a word. Call it whatever you like, but don't call it a lifestyle change. Are you really going to eat 1200 calories for the rest of your life?
"It is what it is." Oh, really? Is it? Is it really the exact thing it is? Is chicken really chicken? Yeah, thanks.
When people call this weight-loss thing a journey. As a very wise (and now forgotten) MFP member once said, you're trying to lose weight, not drop the ring in the fire of Mordor.
Whistling. Shut up, hubs, not every Lady Gaga song warrants whistling for five agonising minutes.
People telling me I can't eat something because I will "get fat again." Eh? The women at work do this to me. I think I know what to eat and what not to eat at this point in my life, thanks, though, Miss Crash Diet. Let me know how day three of the liquids-only-for-a-month plan goes for you.
Shakeology in my face. (And I am so aware of the amount of people who will be pissed off by this.) If you like it, buy it. Drink it. Bathe in it. Whatever. Stop trying to get me to buy it, though. I'd rather spend that money on shoes. I've said it before and I'll say it again. I don't care what's in it. I don't care if it makes you pee gold. I don't care if it contains Tony's sweat. I'm not doing it. Leave me alone.
People telling me I don't need to work out anymore. Oh, really? That's how it works, is it? Get to your goal weight and just quit? Yeah, I'll get right on that.
H&M dress shirts. I didn't lose all this weight to still be a fricking 16 in those shirts, H&M. Please fix this.
The never-ending debate about exercise calories. You know what? I don't even care, anymore, if you eat your exercise calories or not. Just stop asking. And use the goshdarned search function!
The bafflement of my gender regarding their menstrual cycles. Yes, you will eat all the chocolate in yours and all surrounding counties. Yes, you will gain five pounds. Yes, you will cry cry cry when you stand on that scale. Yes, it will go away in a week. And guess what? It's going to happen all over again next month. I know, total shock, right?
But, most of all, you know what I hate? Intolerance, complainers and hypocrites. ;)