When I was a kid, I never thought
about getting exercise. When I
wanted to go faster, I ran. When
my mom insisted that we had to go outside in order to survive, my brother and I
would ride bikes or big wheels, climb on our play fort, or jump around on the
big log sections in our yard. When
she could watch us, we swam. I
took dance lessons. My brother
played Little League. We played
kick the can and tag and kickball with the other kids on our street. It was just part of what we did.
The trouble with being a grown-up
is that for many of us, exercise is not an automatic part of what we do. We schedule it. We have to squeeze it in. We often dread it because we might end
up sweaty, smelly, tired, sore. I
object. It is time for exercise to
be play again. For some of us,
that might mean finding a soccer team (or asking the neighbors if they want to
play kickball?). It might mean
going salsa dancing. Maybe we want
to try paddle boarding or skiing or mountain biking. Maybe we just need a friend to go lift weights with us to
make it fun.
Find the fun and health will
follow.
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