For the past few days I’ve been thinking “You know, it’s time I went to the gym.”
Then I stop and think about all the things I’ve been doing lately.
I have a back yard project in the clean-up phase, which involves lots of bending over (hamstring stretches) and pulling nails (upper body work, mostly biceps), and carrying things here and there (general fitness).
I’ve been working in the garden, digging up weeds (single-leg press, driving a fork into the ground) and bending over (again, good for the hamstrings).
In the last day there have been bags of soil to load and unload from the car, Dutch ovens to lift into and out of the oven, and a lot of stair-climbing. A single load of laundry can translate into as many as 12 flights of stairs (second floor to basement and back again, washer, dryer, put away). Walking to and from the bus stop is good for at least five kilometres a week.
I might still go to the gym tomorrow night, but it’s nice to be active in other ways. It reminds me of why fitness is important: Strength, stamina and flexibility help you get the most out of life.