Most Fun Exercise?

Daily writing prompt
What’s the most fun way to exercise?

I don’t find most exercise fun. I was always the last one chosen for team sports in school for good reason; and I do not have the coordination to perform in individual sports. Running is likely to make me pass out, and jogging is just as bad. Lifting weights is like watching paint dry.

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I like to walk. Not on a track, where one sees the same scenery over and over, but out in the nice weather, going someplace. Watching birds (although that’s slow walking). Walking in a 5K. Shopping.

I haven’t been walking in a long time due to health reasons. First, I was obese for the longest time, and now that I’m not, I want to get back into walking but am having lingering problems with weakness (from not exercising) and spells of lightheadedness. I’m trying to get to the bottom of the lightheadedness because I think I could tackle the weakness if I didn’t want to fall over all the time.

I want to walk right now, but I’m at work. I took a couple trips up and down the stairs. I guess that’s walking. Here’s hope that I can start walking, really walking, again.

If I Were a Carpenter …

Daily writing prompt
What skill would you like to learn?

I have always wanted to learn carpentry. I think it would be a satisfying skill to have because it’s very useful. Building furniture and boxes so I didn’t have to buy them? I would love that.

Assorted work tools on wood

My dad made me a cabinet from a packing crate and scavenged glass from old windows. It’s beautiful. I’d love to make something like that.

What’s keeping me from becoming a carpenter? Very poor proprioception. What does that mean? It means that I have very little sense of where my body is at in space. I sometimes sit down and miss the chair. I have been known to smack myself in the face. Life with poor proprioception is a bit challenging. Carpentry with poor proprioception? Tragic, because carpentry is fraught with very sharp objects, some of which whirl at high speeds.

In addition, I have poor hand-eye coordination. There’s no guarantee that saw is going to end up where I intend it to go. I’m likely to run it over the hand I don’t know where it is (see above).

Therefore, my choice not to learn carpentry is an exercise in self-preservation. I like my limbs where they are, thank you.