Sprinkles

I take the time to sprinkle my comments about the present with opinions from my past.  I have collected a number of essays from past endeavors to address a specific idea, but alas found no forum to post for consumption, so they languished in a folder.  I didn’t know then that I’d end up doing a blog where I could retrieve them; dust them off a bit, and breathe life back into them.

   Today, it’s different. Today I am playful with the notion of ‘what if’.  It all started when my wife-work out partner, took a pause to visit the bathroom.  While she was away I struck up a conversation with a fellow gym rat; one of those nodding acquaintance personalities we are all so familiar with living the busy lives we do.   The thought just struck me while watching them knock out their reps.

   “I think they should invent a potato chip that makes you lose weight”

They smiled.

  “The more you ate, the more you would lose, now wouldn’t that be something” I added.

   “They need to invent a pill that actually made you lose weight, I’d take it” they replied.

“Yeah” I said “What’s the hold up on that? They’ve been promising that for decades”

   “I know” they grunted their last rep, then gathered up their bottle of water, towel, to move on to another machine.

“I’d guess perhaps we have our priorities mixed up.” I said.  They stopped to hear me out.

  “We shouldn’t be dedicating all this science to saving the sick.  That’s just natural selection in practice.  No, I think they need to support those who demonstrate they’re interested in staying around.  We need tools to help us live longer.”

We laughed.

“I had a friend that told me, if I worked out, I could eat as much as I’d like and as much as I’d want because I was burning off those calories.  Problem is, once I began to do that I no longer wanted to eat all the junk I loved, I knew I’d have to work harder to take it off”

“Not me, I had a pizza last night” they replied

“Well then, don’t let me hold you up” just as my wife-coach came back.  She scolded me for being a nuisance.  I told her about my idea for fat-reducing potato chips. She was not impressed and thought I was making things up to cover up slacking.

I’m thinking why don’t they just make a potato chip bag that SAYS that it reduces weight?  May-be the overweight will avoid chips thinking that it’s good for them and won’t taste good? Or if the overweight bought them in droves thinking it was a quick fix, well then the potato chip company would make more profits which would mean more taxes…then, indirectly, I could be saving the planet…

   I got an additional 20 lbs to my next set for that one.  For wasting energy on these ideas, I’m told.  She is clueless to the mind of the dreamer…clue~less I say.