I envy the fat guy who runs around without a shirt and doesn't give a damn. He's partying at the beach, drinking beer, pounding pizza and living happily.
That guy is happier with his body than the 8% body fat bodybuilder who is pinching 1/4 of an inch on his abs, wishing it was 1/8, and deciding if he should add another day of 60 minute cardio. "I'll be ready for the beach next week after I drop another .5%!"
I'd suggest cutting out the self-righteous attitudes. Anything taken to the extreme reveals an emotional flaw. What acceptance do you hope ripped abs will get you? What emotional hole does it fill?
How does 6 hours of cardio a week making this a better world?