Well happy Sunday everyone! It's story time, and this week I'm kicking off an 8-part story focused around a character we haven't seen in some time: Jenna! It's a similar situation to the last time, but we're going to get a bit more in-depth with what exactly happens when her body goes into the autopilot stuffing mode. I hope you all enjoy this one!
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It had been a couple years since she had really started trying to lose weight. Although Jenna succeeded in most aspects of her life, working out was one that she continually failed at. She had kept up her exercise --doing smaller workouts during the week, with more significant workouts on the weekends-- and had made plenty of promising strides in what physical feats she was capable of, but her calorie count kept wildly outpacing those advancements. In fact: over the past couple years, not only had Jenna failed to lose weight, she had put on another 50lbs. "A good portion of that is muscle," is what her excuse always was, but as anyone who looked at her tub of a belly could tell: the better portion of it was fat.
She stood in her home gym, staring grumpily at her stomach. She had always been a heavy snacker, but it seems like the more she worked out and tried to lose weight, the more mindless binge-eating her body did to compensate. Jenna had just finished her weekend workout, and as grumpy as she was about her stomach still being massive, her stomach was equally grumpy about being mostly empty. She decided she would go upstairs and try to not make an absolute pig of herself again, like she had done every week.