While catching up on some missed television, I came to the conclusion that being fat might kill me in more ways than the usual coronary, I can be killed because I'm too fat to out run a killer or fit through a tiny hole after an avalanche.
I know that the two things I just mentioned are probably the least of my concerns, but I can't stop thinking about what would happen if there was some sort of natural disaster and Darwin's theories pop into place. This life is simply survival of the fittest and well, I'm not exactly at my physical peak.
Lindsey has me watching the first season of Lost, which I'm enjoying and trying to get through at a nice pace. In one scene, a cave some people were sitting in collapses and they're trapped. The other people dig a tiny hole and they're rescued. But, I couldn't fit through that tiny hole. I'd die.
Also, let's say I was being attacked and had to out run my killer. There is no way in hell that I would be able to do so. I imagine myself running as fast as I could for about maybe 4 minutes and then just turning to the guy and telling him to just do what he has to do because I just can't run anymore...I also couldn't hide in any small spaces to avoid my attacker.
I know this all sounds dumb, but it's weighing heavy on my mind (get it, weighing heavy).