It’s only at reservist training that I truly see how so many people, after years of being taken care of (willingly or otherwise), degrade into adults who are primarily sick and fat.
Add on to that dirty, lacking in self respect and an ego that gets in the way of compliance to regimentation.
I don’t get it, where’s our pride and sense of self? How hard is it to do something well cos you can, and should, and most importantly would only do you good?
Does life so often degrade to a cycle of work, pleasure, sleep, occasionally punctuated by some sort of tension or crisis.
Speaking of which, I think it’s easy to be fat and out of shape but I’ll elaborate later.