Do you ever have an idea that you know won’t work and yet you don’t know what’s wrong with it?
For example, I have a plan for becoming the world’s best pole vaulter via a process of overeating and walking around. That’s two-thirds of the entire plan right there.
The idea is that the more I weigh, the stronger my legs will become just by walking to the fridge and back. Eventually, when I weigh 600 pounds, my legs will be massively strong. In phase two, I will diet ferociously while continuing to do leg presses until I return to my current weight of 155 pounds without losing any leg strength.
By then, each of my legs will be the same size as my torso. I won’t have any actual skill at pole vaulting, but I figure it won’t matter. My vertical leap will be about 30 feet. I’ll just saunter up to the launching spot, tap the pole on the ground then toss it to the awed spectators and do a Spiderman jump right over the bar. If I have extra time up there I might show off by giving myself a sponge bath and changing into my street clothes while I’m still in the air.
I’m sure there’s a flaw in this plan but it’s not immediately obvious.