Monday 1 December 2014

I still can't think of good titles

Evolution is retarded, and exercise proves it.

If you're unsure how evolution is meant to work, the quick version is that creatures with stupid traits tend to die, while creatures with helpful traits tend to live and pass on their helpful traits to their little creature children. Keep this up long enough and all the stupid traits in a species get ironed out, leaving only the good ones behind. That's why you'll rarely find, say, an Indian Grey Mongoose that isn't resistant to snake venom, because Indian Grey Mongooses eat poisonous snakes. and being a snake-eater when you're not immune to the venom is... well. Stupid.

That's how the theory goes, at least. But if that's true, consider:

Exercise is good for you. It makes you stronger and better-looking and makes all the ladies swoon over you, and is thus an excellent aid in making whole piles of little kiddies. Lazing about and stuffing your face is not good for you. It makes you fat and gives you heart attacks. Evolution, therefore, should have long since ensured that doing exercise feels wonderful to humans, and doing lazy feels like the physical equivalent of watching the whole Twilight series in one go.

I just did a half-hour run, and now I'm eating a pie meant to serve three. Guess which one feels nicer.

I can’t help but feel I just smashed a huge gaping hole in modern scientific theory just now. You're welcome.

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