Dude. Fat is, like, kind of a jerk. Take mine, for instance. Ever since childhood, whether my activity level at the time was best described as Prima Ballerina or Master Pringles Handler, I’ve had the dreaded “thunder thighs”. Saddlebags. Ya know, offensive names for excess thigh fat that refuses to dissipate despite the number of Herkies and burpees you perform. NOT cool, bro. Continue reading Why You’ll Love Coolsculpting – But Your Fat Will Hate It →