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I loathe exercise for it’s own sake. I kayak the creeks and swamps, canoe the rivers, build stuff at my camp, hike around the woods, all that. The things I see and experience and create are the reward.
And by the way, saw a family of 5 teenybopper armadillos foraging last week! They weren’t babies and there wasn’t an adult around, guess they were siblings. It was hot as hell, but there was a cold creek to swim in at the end of the trail. Lifting weights and yoga won’t get you that kind of experience.
I loathe exercise for it’s own sake. I kayak the creeks and swamps, canoe the rivers, build stuff at my camp, hike around the woods, all that. The things I see and experience and create are the reward.
And by the way, saw a family of 5 teenybopper armadillos foraging last week! They weren’t babies and there wasn’t an adult around, guess they were siblings. It was hot as hell, but there was a cold creek to swim in at the end of the trail. Lifting weights and yoga won’t get you that kind of experience.
Fun fact: armadillos are all born as identical quadruplets. If you saw 5, then one was either a parent or adopted.