Years ago when I was just a small boy, I was told this story and it stuck with me. There was a group of people, I think they were soldiers, and they were going to have to walk a long ways for days and days. All the Packs were very heavy and the smallest guy said I'll carry the Food Pack even though it is the heaviest of all. Everybody thought he was crazy. Yes, crazy like a Fox. At the end of the first day the small fellow was so tired he thought he would die. Every day his load got lighter and lighter. Not because he got used to it, it was because all the people in the group would eat every day and there was less food to carry. By the end of the trip the food pack was empty and the small fellow felt sorry for all the other unwise people who's packs were still the same weight as the day they started. Given a choice, you should carry the Water or the Food.
