Oh Lord! I cannot believe I am writing an article about working out. There must be an apocalypse or I’ve ended up on an episode of black mirror. Truth: I hate working out with a passion. When my alarm goes off in the morning to work out, I begrudgingly get in my car and cry all the way to the gym with a detour to get a croissant. However, I am 30 and honey, the metabolism has officially slowed all the way down. All I have to do is smell food and I gain 5 pounds. #Factsonly.