I never ever thought exercise could ever be pleasurable in any way. I despise the gym, detest classes, running with my knockers - I don't think so.
So who'd have thought I could fall in love with something I've been doing (nearly) all my life? Walking.
It started a week or so ago, it was a nice day, I'd been saying for years that I was going to walk down to the butchers etc, so I did. And it was so enjoyable, I've been doing it ever since.
I've always wanted to get "addicted" to exercise - I think I am addicted to walking. And the wetter and windier the better - which is kind of lucky at the moment!
Going to get ready and go out for one now ...