Daily Constitutional

Just like I'm pushing myself to write every day, something, anything, I'm trying to get my ass moving again.

I can't believe how out of shape I've become, so I'm walking daily now. One loop around the block is right at a half mile and it's the upper limit of what I can do comfortably (on day two I have a little soreness).

I didn't feel like going today. Not because of the hip discomfort, though going did make that a little worse. No, I just didn't feel like walking, but I did. Something. Anything but sit here and sink into my mounting disabilities.

Now I can escape into Game 5 of the NBA Finals, could be a deciding game. I've got enough of a rooting interest in the Knicks for it to be a pretty healthy dopamine jolt if they win it. Or even if it goes to a Game 6, as long as it's competetive. I know in the UK I've read they prescribe exercise like walking as a first Rx against depression, I wonder if sports fandom should make the list. Dopamine and oxytocin baby, any way you can get it.