No, I’m not proposing gym membership, though you may wish to join one.
What I suggest is that getting off the sofa and moving is vitally important.
I used to play a lot of sport in my younger days, but as I grew older (and fatter) the prospect of recapturing the excitement of scoring a goal in football or winning a point in volleyball seemed to get further and further away. Eventually, I succumbed to my doubts and stopped virtually any form of exercise: I became a true couch potato.
I now realise that I wasted a decade, or more, of my life.
I have replaced the thrill of competitive sport, with the joy that comes through discovering a new route to take my dog, Maxx, for a walk. I photograph the places I have found on foot that I would have missed, if driving instead: those photos are my trophies. If I find something interesting along the way, I try and do a bit of research to find out more.
And then, if course, there is the fresh air.
This is my biggest find, yet it’s always there, easy to access and free.
Fresh air, which I define as any and breathed outside of a building, is great. First of all, it requires you to get up, and get out. That in itself is a good thing. Then, when you’re out, take a few minutes to look around you, and see what’s happening. Take in all the sights, sounds, smells, sensations.
Finally, suck in that lovely fresh air.
I find it easier to remain calm, and collect my thoughts when out in the open. I can declutter my mind quite quickly as I concentrate instead on the here and now.
Best of all, you don’t need to spend a fortune. It doesn’t take long to identify half a dozen walking routes that suit your level of fitness. The more interesting the pathways are that you locate, the more likely you are to make use of them.