Sure is. What I found horrifying is how many of these massive blobs were parents. Not parents of now grown children or teen age children. Many of them had toddling little ones. So many of them were so out of shape they could barely get these strollers up hill at the more hilly areas. Many of them are already pushing the 100+ mark or close to it. The fathers, many sport hideous beer guts, and all sorts of vascular issues in their legs if their veins were anything to go by. I saw a woman who had a sleeve of something over one leg but it didn't stop the seeping beetus wounds from staining through. She was a mother with this sad little girl who was already fast turning into a blimp. I felt...angry at the parents, and sad for the children. No where do it become more clear how sad we are as a race then at these "fun parks".