What’s the most fun way to exercise?

Y’all. Let me go ahead and be real honest right out the gate: I have ZERO desire to exercise. Like, absolutely none. Been there. Done that. Got the oversized, ill-fitting t-shirt from some gym promo and a dusty yoga mat in the back of my closet to prove it.

Run? RUN? Am I being chased?? By Michael Myers? Jason Voorhees? Cujo?!

No?

Then no. I’m walking. Slowly. Like the slow southern drawl in a lazy front porch conversation. I walk with a slow southern drawl, and I do it with no shame. LOL.

But here’s the thing. You know what I will do?

I’ll dance.

I’ll dance like a complete fool in the rain.

I’ll dance alone in my kitchen with my coffee.

I’ll dance with my grandbabies until we’re all giggling on the floor.

I’ll dance with Bean—yes, the cat. (He pretends not to enjoy it, but I know better.)

I’ll dance with friends, with strangers, with my reflection in the microwave door.

If dancing counts as exercise, well shoot—I’m basically an Olympic athlete.

So what’s the most fun way to exercise?

The way that makes you forget you’re doing it.

For me, it’s dancing like nobody’s watching—even though half the time someone definitely is.

If you need me, I’ll be in the living room.

Music up. Feet moving. Heart happy.

Want to add a playlist to go with it? I’ve got ideas!

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