I never understood people who exercise, probably because I am 18, and dont have to worry about saddle bags and love handles yet. Actually I don’t even know what a love handle is. I did get a gym membership this one time. My boyfriend had cheated on me and left me heartbroken and tender and frail. I had convinced myself, like most idiot girls, that if I was thinner he would somehow regret leaving me. I guess the joke was on me, cause when I saw him with the girl he cheated on me with, she had an ass way fatter then mine. I guess he just loved the chunk. I stopped going to the gym that day.