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Light, Lithe Tarahumara Indians

Tarahumara Indians are the best runners in the world They are light of foot and body, Super fit, in terrific shape. They are healthy beyond healthy, Snaking over rocky terrain, They are limber, lean and stealthy. But when they move off the mountain, Worse, begin eating processed foods, And stop running around the mountain tops They get into unhealthy trouble Their muscles rapidly turn into fat. Distorting into a person they no longer know Run back to your Mountaintop, Young men! Run, Tarahumara Women, run and do not look back! If we thought we could keep up We would be right behind you.

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Date: 11/28/2018 6:07:00 AM
Yep, that processed food'll kill'ya.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 11/28/2018 9:52:00 AM
I laugh diabolically as I eat my peanut butter and find a teeny tiny piece of cracker in the middle.

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