Too frequently, our self-care requirement becomes onerous–just another task on the to-do list. “Exercise” is particularly prone to a puritanical approach. In my observation, the very requirement that we do it in order to be healthy and fit and beautiful tends to prompt a range of reactions–reflexive rejection of authority, enervating guilt for neglecting it, slavish and overuse-injury promoting mania for overdoing it, personal administrative overwhelm– that don’t get us what we need and want from it.
Can we crack open our mental book on Exercise?
Can we imagine our need for it joined with our need for fun and delight?
If so, what might become possible for our quality of daily experience? And our experience of health?
I offer this as Exhibit A:
What a great reminder that all of our spaces can and will be built with much more intention! It is true evolution.