Well, I said, and to require the help of medicine, not when a wound has to be cured, or on occasion of an epidemic, but just because, by indolence and a habit of life such as we have been describing, men fill themselves with waters and winds, as if their bodies were a marsh, compelling the ingenious sons of Asclepius to find more names for diseases, such as flatulence and catarrh; is not this, too, a disgrace? - The Republic (Plato)
Intolerance is the word. Absolutely uncompromising intolerance towards the very thought of reconciling oneself (huh!!) with the new fact of sedentary life - the arrogant outgrowth of .. be ready for the anti-climax ... potbelly :) People tend to first tolerate the insidious intrusion of this abominable protrusion in their life, then gradually come to terms with this disgraceful sign of 'perrenial pregnancy' and finally accept it as a part of their anatomy.
The remedy is intolerance. That's the best contraceptive to combat unwanted 'pregnancy'. Dont tolerate it. Dont come to terms with it and never accept it. We need to keep the fire of intolerance burning inside us, the all-consuming and all-purifying fire. After all every battle worth fighting is internal, isnt? Oh I digressed, well this battle doesnt demand blood, sweat would suffice. And it is worth fighting.
All this bullshit means, in a nutshell, that I have re-started jogging after a long hiatus and I am very happy about it. :)
Lets exorcize the ghost of adiposity and obesity away.
Sloth is sin.
Run.
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