Fat and Lazy

Is being fit and busy its antithesis?
Is it okay to fear being Fat and Lazy?
Is it one of those things that need self-acceptance to work through?
When does accepting become a form of cowardice?

Is being Fat and Lazy bad?
Is it okay to think it's bad?
Isn’t burnout the final destination to which fit and busy is the fast lane?
Isn’t it arrogant to think everyone should have the same opinion as you?

Is this all cringe?
Does accepting the cringe absolve it?
Is THIS Fat and Lazy writing?
Are there any fit and busy writers out there?