On Exercising
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A wise person once said, “Adulthood involves the vicious circle of gaining and losing the same 10-20 pounds”. Since my most recent occupation status renewal as a stay at home humanoid, I noticed that I have gotten a little flabby but to be fair I have always been flabby, So I guess the more correct terminology here would be little more flabby. Though I discussed this with no one I was recently chatting with a friend whom has gotten to know about my new found sedentary lifestyle and knows for a fact how much of a miracle it would be for me to make an effort to go outside. It was during the course of our conversation this dude casually dropped the E-word (yes…exercising). My first instinct was to ask what sort of brand of crack or marijuana he was smoking, but a lot of my willpower I had restrained myself for the sake of our friendship and politely said “NO, thank you. I think I would pass on that” Few minutes passed as he still tries to butter me up and convince me into th...