Time to get physical...

Initially I thought I would spend quality time discussing how hairy I was. Then I realized there are more pertinent issues to discuss other than that. You know, ground shattering things like our Kenyan recreation.

I was interviewing a counselor in a rehabilitation centre and she pointed out something. She said a country that has it’s recreation revolved around alcohol, is a sign of a huge problem.

Now I was watching the movie Just Wright. And all I kept thinking was; how much practice and exercise it entails to be an NBA player. Actually any sports person cannot afford to not be in shape.

And I thought of myself 3 years ago. An avid gym attendee; on the exercise bike for half an hour warming up, aerobics for another half hour, stretches, then muscle toning. I lost 4 kilograms in the first two months.

My body loved me, my bowel movements were regular and easy, I felt lighter, I was happier, and I felt alive and full of purpose. And I must admit I began to feel sexy and attractive. That all went up in smoke for one reason or another.

And now I am seriously reconsidering getting back on a serious exercise routine. I did the sit ups exercise, but I think it’s time I engaged my entire body. I need to keep my mind fresh and renewed. And after spiritual nourishment what comes next? Physical health.

Plus when you have experienced the pain of burning the fat; you’ll never look at fries and nyama choma the same way every again!

I am beginning to think of things that I can do as an alternative recreation in the evening. Other than sitting and having a cup of coffee. Sitting and eating and discussing depressive or annoying things isn’t just making us angry. We are becoming fat and angry. How in the world do we expect to have hope, if we are chugging down fat and misery?

I don’t drink much; I can go years without alcohol. This Easter Weekend I will be out of town with friends. I think it is time I engaged my mind in recreation, card and board games, heck if they’ll agree I’d like to play ‘kati’ or ‘shake’.

Shake up my bones and the jiggle the fat out a bit.  I think it’s time my creativity got a physical trigger.

I’ll ease into an exercise routine, and keep you posted as I will continue with the book reading.