No, I'm not moving again; rather I'm walking/jogging on the treadmill.
What may be normal for most hasn't been for me. I just prefer sedentary. Crafting, working, reading, writing, watching TV -- not a lot of movement. But I also got a good long look at a bunch of stroke victims at the nursing home where my mom was and I'm not ready to be that sedentary.
So a couple of months ago, I bought sneakers and got on Mike's treadmill. I'm slow, as in my first walk was 1 mile and it took 35 minutes. I'm down to a 17 minute mile, most of which is walking with a few moments of jogging thrown in. My distance is now 1.1 miles 4 times a week. Progress.
Now the amazing part is that I don't hate it. I don't leap out of bed and run down to the man cave to get on the treadmill but it turns out that I really like the feeling of working up a sweat.
I've decided to track my progress on the blog -- you'll find the widget in the upper right. Now I have to keep moving!