My ex-landlord's friend was overweight, with bad eating habits. The doctor told him he'd have to start exercising, or die within three years. He started jogging every day.
One day my landlord was quite puzzled. Kind of sad and amused at the same time. His friend had died while jogging, he got hit by a truck. This was three months after his doctor's visit.
The moral of this story? None whatsoever.
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