I was active, just not gym-like. Since the boy is 14 and I'm keeping him active, I guess I was sorta doing it vicariously thru his efforts. While he's at baseball practice, I'm playing the field gardener and digging the base paths and warning tracks. I just find any more that while I can dig the weeds, by the time it comes to picking it all up I'm really happy the coach sends kids over to finish up.
The chickens would be PISSED if I stood there at the gate with a bag on each shoulder and did squats
"Mine, Mine, Mine,Mine,Mine,Mine,Mine,Mine,Mine,Mine,Mine,Mine"
Being diabetic was a blessing in disguise, otherwise I'd have another 20-30 hanging around