Beginning near the end

Most people exercise in their youth for fun, in middle age, perhaps for fitness and in old age not at all. Yet for some strange reason, enjoyment perhaps, I have never given up. Nature will intervene at some point but for as long as I can derive satisfaction from exercise, I shall continue whilst I am still able.
Over the years the nature of the practice has slowly evolved. For older people, the quality of life's actions and practices, become more important than the quantity or level of exertion.
These days all my exercises, whether swimming, running, walking or anything else, have become meditations. The focus of my attention lies in the sensations and feel of what I am doing right now. Right now as I run or swim, walk or cycle. Trying to experience and commune with the "living moment" as it gently unfolds.
In this way my exercises have become both physical and spiritual. The more I lose myself in the absorbed concentration of these practices, the more the beauty of the world envelops and moves me. This blog is not intended to tell anyone else what to do. Simply to record my practices and occasional insights, for my own benefit and for the benefit of anyone with whom my writing finds resonance.
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