I've heard from my dad that one of my old friends from downstate is now almost hopelessly obese. It makes me sad. He used to be one of the best athletes I knew, really loved playing football and baseball, and had a great set of genes for that lifestyle. Now he's 240 plus pounds, about 4 foot 11, and he's only a year younger than I am. It really makes me sad to see people letting themselves go because laziness is so easy these days. I look at myself and think I'm a little chubby whenever I eat. I know that's undeniably wrong, because I can obviously see all my muscles, but I just can't think that someone like me (who was uberly large) got skinny with a little determination. Ok, a lot of determination, sweat, and blood, but it worked.