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A Green Adventure: Gardening as the Unlikely Workout

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In the realm of physical activities, where ellipticals hum and walking shoes find their rhythm, an unexpected contender has joined my daily workout ensemble – gardening. Yes, you heard it right. I, the self-proclaimed non-owner of a green thumb, have embarked on a gardening adventure that has not only transformed my backyard but also given a new definition to the concept of exercise.

For years, the elliptical and I shared a rhythmic dance, and the daily walk became a familiar city trek. But destiny, in its whimsical ways, unfolded a sloping yard before me, a canvas begging to be adorned with blooms and greens. Thus, began the tale of an unlikely fitness journey – pruning, pulling weeds, and trimming hedges.

In the past year, I’ve discovered the therapeutic joys of coaxing life from the soil. The act of gardening, a symphony of bending, lifting, and stretching, has woven itself into my daily routine. A mere 40 minutes on the elliptical now shares its spotlight with the lively chaos of a blooming garden.

Recently, a monumental moment unfolded in my green saga – the cutting down of my first tree. A bittersweet endeavor as the tree, plagued by illness, needed to make way for the vitality of the rest. My arms ache, a satisfying soreness that echoes the exertion of a task well done. Yet, my ever-trustworthy Fitbit, oblivious to this unconventional workout, failed to register the toil of branches and leaves.

Weekends have morphed into sessions of yard work, a vibrant interlude in the symphony of exercise. The once-daunting world of gardening now stands as a testament – one is never too old to embrace a new form of physical activity.

As I navigate this green adventure, each day brings a new discovery – from the joy of seeing blooms unfurl to the surprising burn in muscles unaccustomed to such labor. Gardening, it seems, has not only cultivated a verdant haven but has also sown the seeds of a healthier, more active lifestyle.

So here’s to the elliptical, the walks, and the unexpected workout in the garden – a harmonious blend of the conventional and the delightfully unconventional.

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  1. In travelling by train
    From Bridgend to Swansea
    Where Dylan Thomas was born
    I saw, on the outskirts of Port Talbot
    From where Sir Anthony Hopkins came
    A man tending an allotment
    In a valley below a sharp-rising
    Oak coppiced hill
    Raking in some spent foliage
    For a smouldering fire,
    And all at once
    I felt a strong desire
    To grow things.

    Anything at all,
    Rutabagas, rocks, weeds, rhubarb
    Maybe not rocks, except
    In the Old Testament
    Jesus was a rock
    And he’s supposed to grow
    Given enough sustenance
    In your mind.

    No, I’m thinking more of
    The feel of the earth
    In my fingers
    Of digging in
    Of taking part in Nature’s
    Great plan to continue
    On this planet
    By covering it with leafage
    To counter the effects of CO2.

    It would give me great stability,
    A sense of belonging,
    Eating a bunch of
    Home-grown radishes
    And a baker’s dozen runner beans
    Spontaneously farting, but
    Having already positively
    Helped to adjust
    Our perilous
    Layer of ozone.

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