Found a use for fatties, you guys! This has happened twice now! I enjoy running. I'm no marathoner, but I like to take my dog out for a 3 to 5 mile jog around the neighborhood a few times a week; keeps both of us fit and happy. Recently I was sick for a few weeks so kind of got out of practice (didn't gain weight though since I was still walking several miles a day and eating like a sane person, funny how that works) and I'm just starting to build my stamina back up. Yesterday was the second time in a week that I've been out for a run, feeling my energy start to flag a couple miles in... when suddenly an obeast appears on the horizon.  The first time it was a male with a monstrous fupa, waddling down his driveway to collect his garbage cans. Yesterday it was a female in her yard, not deathfat status but decidedly dumpy.  I swear to you, the combination of the joy of shitladying-by-existing and the visual reminder of what happens if you never push yourself provide an INCREDIBLE boost to my motivation and energy. Both times, I went from a slow trot back to a full on jog and felt fantastic, and was able to maintain it for the rest of my route just by thinking about fatties: how disgusting they are, how awesome I feel not being one of them, and how staying strong and pushing through the tough spots will ensure I never become one.  So there you have it! There is a role in society for the fats: providing motivation for us fit people.