Reading, for me, is entertainment and an escape from the real world. But it can also inform and stretch the boundaries of the life I live.
It seems implausible that, if you were facing down an alligator in the middle of a Florida swamp at sunset, that you could so easily find rocks of the needed size and heft to throw 15 feet with force.
But what do I know? I've never been to Florida outside of Disney. Maybe swamps do have lots of handy rocks.