I totally agree. Luckily, my brothers are shitlords and take great care of themselves.  As a kid, I looked at my family and was terrified that would be my destiny. When I got pregnant, they were like "you're gonna get fat" and they constantly asked how much weight I was gaining.  I gave birth to my second baby in April and am close to my prepregnancy weight- it's not that hard. Being fat is a choice; it's not fate.