Now, I consider myself a fatty; whenever I look in the mirror I try to correct the aspect ratio back to 4:3. And when it comes to fat kids, I have nothing but sympathy for their predicament. Because getting fat is something that creeps on you when you’re not looking. It’s a combination of a sedentary lifestyle and overeating.
First, sedentary lifestyle. Exercise is boring. I love jogging, but that’s because I enjoy the zen tedium-ness of it. It’s like meditation but with varying scenery and the occasional girl bouncing enthusiastically towards me in the opposite direction. But sports, oh I loathe sports. Unless you happen to have the right combination of eye-foot-hand-combination or a genetic predisposition to jump a long way, you’re going to fail. In my case, you’re going to be picked last and develop your own game of ‘sarcastic football’ where you try to score as many own-goals as possible. That is a true thing that I did. And as far as I can tell, cricket and rugby are both the result of exercises in trying to come up with the most boring and opaque games possible. Cricket is a game with all the fun sucked out.
And overeating? Human beings are programmed to want to eat more food than they need. You eat too much today because you might not eat tomorrow.
I don’t blame the kids. But I do blame the parents. Regarding child obesity, the parents should be treated as though the child were underweight by the same degree.
