Society: You’re fat. Get off your fat ass and get some exercise.
Fat woman: Okay, I’d love to. Let’s get some workout clothes!
Clothing industry: Oh, we don’t have your size. Fat people don’t exercise so there’s no market for it. Have some men’s sweatpants and a man’s t-shirt.
Fat woman: What about my boobs?
Clothing industry: We don’t have sports bras for you either. There’s a few specialty shops, if you want to spend hundred of dollars on a bra you’re going to sweat all over.
Fat woman: I guess I’ll just double-bra. Now, I need a gym membership.
Gym: Oh. Okay. I guess.
Gym member: *dirty looks at fat woman* *makes a big deal out of sanitizing anything fat woman touches* *complains to gym about having to look at fat people* *generally treats fat woman like shit*
Fat woman: I’m not comfortable here at all. Maybe I’ll just go for a walk.
Passer-by: Hey, fatty! Don’t crack the pavement!
Another passer-by: *condescending* Oh, it’s so great that you’re trying to lose weight.
Fat woman: I’m not. I just want to get in better shape.
Another passer-by: But you have to lose weight! You’re so unhealthy!
Yet another passer-by: Mooooo! Look at the cow!
Fat woman: Yeah. I don’t think I want to be out here anymore. Maybe I’ll just buy some home exercise equipment.
Sporting goods store: Sorry. The weight limit on our equipment is 30 kilos less than you weigh. You’ll have to lose some weight if you want to exercise at home. Have you tried a gym? Or maybe just go for a walk?
Fat woman: Yeah. Thanks.
Fat woman: …
Fat woman: I’m out of ideas.
Society: Haven’t you lost any weight yet? Fat people are so lazy.