My Violent Hatred for V-Shred

Every day, I loathe V-Shred.

I don’t do it for long — perhaps twenty seconds at the most. But it has somehow become a daily ritual. I open Facebook, just to see what my family’s up to, and am soon confronted with one of their mind-numbing weight loss adverts. Then I seethe for twenty seconds, consumed by utter hatred, before moving on.

Facebook thinks tha…