The fattest people I see at the half & full marathons are the people handing out water. My god, they're fucking huge. And I weep every time I see the family of pigs holding up the signs for the runner mom/dad, who is the only fit person in the family. 300lb wife leaning against a phone pole, 2 mini moons beside her, and you know the dad has been training for months for this marathon and is in excellent condition. Hates every moment he spends with his enormous family, so he runs even more, just to be away from them.