Fatty fatty 2x4
Can't fit through the dojo door!
Face it: fighting is the supreme athletic activity. In order to be good at fighting, you need to be in shape, and no, "round" is not a shape.
As people dedicated to reason and common sense, we realize that you don't need to resemble an underwear model to be a good fighter. I've personally known people who border on the chubby who have cardio for days.
But they're the exception, not the rule. A healthy lifestyle, as much of a pain in the ass as it may be in the age of Baconators, fried cheesecake, Pizzones, and Krispy Kreme, is the foundation on which fighting skills are built. And neglecting this is like building your house on a landfill.
Shame and humiliation are the most effective means of encouraging forward progress. So this month we've dedicated to making fun of the obese, for their own good. Put down the cheetos, break out the chicken breasts, and let's get on board the 5 PM train to Fattytown where we'll point and snicker at everyone makes poor choices about their health.
Is it cruel? Sure. Are some of us a bit on the tubby side? You betcha. And that's the point: there's almost no valid excuse as to why anyone should be a Tubbs McJiggles in this day and age. Exercise is free, and eating less is, by simple economics, cheaper. Hell, if you're reading this you already have access to the best resource of information in human history. So not knowing what good choices are is no excuse.
NAAFA can choke on a bacon-lard sandwich: let's build the best "us" we can. And that usually involves as little of us as is necessary to kick ass efficiently.
Can't fit through the dojo door!
Face it: fighting is the supreme athletic activity. In order to be good at fighting, you need to be in shape, and no, "round" is not a shape.
As people dedicated to reason and common sense, we realize that you don't need to resemble an underwear model to be a good fighter. I've personally known people who border on the chubby who have cardio for days.
But they're the exception, not the rule. A healthy lifestyle, as much of a pain in the ass as it may be in the age of Baconators, fried cheesecake, Pizzones, and Krispy Kreme, is the foundation on which fighting skills are built. And neglecting this is like building your house on a landfill.
Shame and humiliation are the most effective means of encouraging forward progress. So this month we've dedicated to making fun of the obese, for their own good. Put down the cheetos, break out the chicken breasts, and let's get on board the 5 PM train to Fattytown where we'll point and snicker at everyone makes poor choices about their health.
Is it cruel? Sure. Are some of us a bit on the tubby side? You betcha. And that's the point: there's almost no valid excuse as to why anyone should be a Tubbs McJiggles in this day and age. Exercise is free, and eating less is, by simple economics, cheaper. Hell, if you're reading this you already have access to the best resource of information in human history. So not knowing what good choices are is no excuse.
NAAFA can choke on a bacon-lard sandwich: let's build the best "us" we can. And that usually involves as little of us as is necessary to kick ass efficiently.
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