A few years again I came across an article where the author encouraged one of her readers to exercise for an hour every morning. The author said, “everything you do … is predicated on this step, and skipping it is tantamount to announcing to the world, I prefer misery to joy”. At the time I thought this was a rather unreasonable and somewhat judgmental thing to say to a person, especially someone (the reader) who appeared to be miserable and depressed. But the line stuck in my head, much like the a song that you desperately want to forget, but would require an actual lobotomy to get out.

For the last month I’ve going through streaks of both exercising and not exercising. The days I do exercise go much better than the days I don’t. The weeks I exercise most days go much better than the weeks I don’t. I’ve spent most of my life being sedentary and out of shape. I didn’t start exercising regularly until I turned 25. And in the last few years I’ve come to agree with the author: the days I don’t exercise I am announcing to the world that I prefer misery to joy.

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