kinetic intelligence.

  Exercise, which I will define here as any physical movement or activity that is repetitive in nature and with a clear intention, moves your blood. It increases your airflow and thus, intake of oxygen. That red red kroovy then forcefully flows through your circulatory system, hitting all parts of your body; some of which that constantly scream for not getting enough of the stuff.

  Your brain and mine is one such part.

  

  It lies dormant for most of the day, at least certain centers within it; ones that open up when things are flowing smoothly from one neuron to the next. It makes our grey matter very pleased to be awakened by an influx of oxygen, and we deserve it to not only ourselves but the whole of our human race to indulge it in its request. What do you really have to lose besides your intelligence and wit?

  Embrace your sapio-sexuality. 

  All this focus on exercise but the focus is empty, there's no substance to it; it's all a vain pursuit for our own personal holy grail. Of course a toned body is a very beautiful thing but then what? It becomes vapid, the least common denominator, the one who gets cut from the team. Suddenly something happens but no matter what, it's more so that one just doesn't allot the time for it anymore; it becomes unimportant, and this begins a series of negative and wholly holistically detrimental compulsions, such as smoking or mindless mastication.

  

  If you're going to do anything, do it mindfully with your complete attention and intense focus. Make it the only thing in the whole world and you have nothing but to complete your task. Make it a mission, some sort of spiritual pursuit. Make it mean something, make it fun. 

  There is no good, no bad; there is only intention and purpose. 

  Tell me, what is yours?