Well, sometimes lonesome, too, but not so much.

Perhaps there's a lesion on my will power nerve, perhaps it's the fatigue, perhaps I'm just lazy. So I KNOW I'm not getting enough "beneficial" exercise. I can't get moving fast enough to get the old heart rate going without falling.

I'm frustrated when I'm determined actually to "exercise" but I'm so pooped after grocery shopping and getting lunch that honking my nose seems like aerobic exercise. It's not that I don't know HOW.

Last time I was at the neuro's, he said to me (with a straight face) "Maybe you could walk one mile in the morning, and one mile in the afternoon to help you get in shape."

I wanted to bang my head against the wall, then lie down on the floor and cry, then bite somebody. Hey, would that be considered exercise?