I like ice cream.
If I had been born a hundred or so years ago, I’d have had to churn my own.
Given the intensity of my regard for ice cream, I could see myself making it often.
Said frequency would have resulted in some impressive upper arm strength, i.e. I would have been ripped.
Today’s ice cream is easier and cheaper to buy than to make.
However, homemade ice cream requires physical effort resulting in firm arms.
Ergo, I have to eat ice cream to stay in shape.
Sometimes I love how my brain works.