The alarm goes off. You drag yourself out of bed. You chuck your runners on and force yourself out the door. You walk for 20 minutes and with each step you take, you imagine that it’s forcing ever glob of fat to melt of your body. You come back home, step into the bathroom and strip off. You turn your naked body to the mirror and you despise the reflection. The height, the hair colour or style, the face, the breasts, the waist, the skin colour.