We were meant to move. By we, I mean human beings. When not asleep, we are meant to be running, swimming, jumping, climbing, fighting, procreating or lifting.
The vast majority of those activities have been nearly eradicated from our daily lives. Instead, we sit. We sit all the time. Ours is the generation that is sitting itself to death.
When we're all gone, extinct, all gone to that giant sofa in the sky, there will be one group left. Dancers. They will be here because they've kept true to what their bodies were made for. To move.