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The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 13, Issue 12 (March 1, 1939.)

Ignorance and Blisters

page 53

Ignorance and Blisters.

One can't help feeling sorry for unfit men. They are so pathetically happy in their ignorance. They sit flabbily in their cars watching fit hikers stagger past under the weight of loads that would shock a camel. They lie in the sun, disgustingly unfit and contented, whilst harried harriers whizz past with hardly a leg to stand on but more dynamic personality than a welshing book-maker. They have no ambition to exchange their condition of contemptible comfort for a state of bounding fitness, of breathless health, of aching vitality. They never aspire to tossing heavy masses of metal through the air. The heaviest thing they ever tossed weighed no more than a pint. They never ache to add large knobby bits of fibrous tissue to their upholstery. They have no desire to spring up stairs five steps at a time. What are lifts for, anyway? They are pitifully ignorant of the advantages of beating the lark by three tweets in the morning. Why should they? Why spend years on intensive education just to beat a lark at its own game. Anyway it is doubtful if a lark would be in such a tearing hurry to rise if its nest was as snug as the average bed. If human beings had to sleep in lark's nests wouldn't they be waiting impatiently for dawn too?