i would walk 500 miles and i would walk 500 more

If I was on a desert island and I had to choose a body part to eat, i'd eat my legs last. Want to know why? Legs are underrated. Sure, they're a nuisance some of the time, with fitting into Levi's, and trying to look good in skirt, or trying to fit into an unconviniently person-without-legs sized hole. But if you think about it, legs are what keep us living.

Since the dawn of time, it's always been about survival of the fittest. It basically came down to who could run. The people that survived, aka our ancestors, were the ones who could run the fastest to catch and eat the bunny rabbits or whatever it was they ate back in the day, run away from the rabid rhinocerouses, and look cooler than all the other species who were still stuck crawling on all fours.

Time travel back to the time of now, and think about all our legs do for us. If we didn't have them, trying to stay fit would definitely be a problem. How the heck would we be able to run for the bus, go hiking, run a marathon, shop at the supermarket, or step on the gas pedal of a car that has capabilities to go from 0 to 60 in 3 points flat?!

So today I'm taking a moment to thank my legs for all they do for me. Sure, other people may say the gift of sight, sound, or taste is more important than 2 of our limbs..... but I say this: it's kind of hard to enjoy good music, good conversation or good food if our body parts are too busy getting digested by a rabid rhinocerous.