The Newest Rage in Working out
The Newest Rage in Working Out
The other day I was listening to some folks discussing their intention to join a fitness club. Of course all of you who regularly exercise deserve a hearty (pun intended) commendation for your efforts. But it occurred to me as I listened that they are gearing up to spend a hefty chunk of change in order to to go somewhere and lift heavy objects, run in circles (or on a belt like a hamster), ride a bike without really riding a bike, row a boat without really rowing a boat, and/or some rhythmic jumping up and down to loud disco music. But if you stop and think about this, they are doing all of this work without really accomplishing anything other than what the work does to their bodies, It's kinda like writing a novel using only three or four words for the sole benefit of having written a novel. By the way, why on earth is it called "working out"?
Anyway, the capitalist in me suddenly had a revelation today as I was doing this:
I would happily let anyone paying megabucks a month to workout, come a split this wood for the low low price of FREE! Yes, you hear right! You will work out every muscle in your body as you haul, split, and stack this firewood...PLUS...you get the added bonus one ought to normally get from "working": you actually accomplish something! I'll even be your personal trainer! I'll put a sweatsuit on, don a beer helmet, and tell you how wrong you are doing it. Again...for FREE!
Here at St.Brigid Farm we have TOP OF THE LINE equipment, like this:
Well, okay, maybe not top of the line...byt hey...it's FREE!
So, come on down and really make your workouts count for something! We'll be waiting to hear from you!
On a more serious note, it is odd to think about how much our world has changed in that exercise has become a HUGE industry. Could someone 100 years ago have even fathomed it? I also wonder if we could not funnel some of that energy we PAY to expend and actually ACCOMPLISH something with it? Maybe? I dunno...if nothing else couldn't we have 40 or so health conscious people running on a treadmill generator of sorts to power my laptop?
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Happy chopping.
Mike
Happy chopping.
Mike
Sheet rock on the other hand . . . I'm with Steve on that one.
And wood that is not well-seasoned . . . that is another matter, entirely.
May you have joy of it!