The winter fat has to go

This morning, while picking up some bread rolls, four people in particular caught my eye. The first was a young woman in her thirties. A somewhat nasty saying goes, "You can make two out of that." But in this case, three. 

 

And as she wobbled along in front of me, she was constantly pulling on her anorak in her typical way. As if she instinctively wanted to hide her fat behind. The next thing that caught my attention could already be described as an advanced stage. 

 

Around 60 years old, with a crutch on her left side and her legs wrapped open, this poor soul was dragging her shopping trolley behind her with tremendous effort. At a height of about 170 cm, she weighed at least 120 kilos.  

 

What do some people do to themselves? My bakery is in the entrance area of ​​a supermarket. And at one of the checkouts sat a rather young woman who filled the work area in the checkout booth with her bulk. It seemed as if she was supposed to be that fat. Perfectly suited to her workplace. 

 

However, the worst sight for me that morning was a young mother with a stroller. She was more of a Bud Spencer type. And the baby, I guess 6 months old, was sitting happily in the stroller, a water bottle in one hand and a huge roll in the other. Unfortunately, that wasn't baby fat anymore; the poor child was already at least twice as overweight. 

 

What can we learn from this? Exactly. The motto is to get moving and avoid fast food if possible. Spring is here, and the days are longer. Whether it's a stroll or a power walk, the main thing is to get moving!