Greetings, my fellow thinkers and ponderers!🌼

Shabana Mukhtar here, here to answer today’s daily prompt: How often do you walk or run?

Well, buckle up, folks, because my answer might just surprise you.

If you had asked me this a couple of months ago, my response would have been as straightforward as a blank canvas: never, none, zero, zilch. The most exercise my legs got was probably from walking to the fridge during Netflix binges. Yeah, I was that person.

But life, my friends, has a peculiar way of tossing curveballs at you. In my case, it was the dreaded lifestyle diseases creeping into my existence. The kind that makes you rethink all those years of pizza and couch potato glory.

So, cue the doctor’s prescription pad and a stern, but strangely empathetic gaze. It turns out that my dear physician had a list of lifestyle changes longer than the Game of Thrones book series, and at the very top of that list was the dreaded “E” word: exercise.

Now, let me be brutally honest here; I’m not one of those folks who leap out of bed at the crack of dawn, don their activewear, and embrace exercise like a long-lost friend. No, not me. But when your doctor gives you that stern look and a heartfelt speech about the benefits of movement, you kind of listen.

So, here’s the scoop: I’ve become a walker. Yep, I’ve joined the ranks of those who walk as if it’s an Olympic sport. But hey, I’m not complaining because, apparently, walking is the gateway drug to fitness, or so my doctor says.

I’ve reluctantly adopted a daily ritual of two 15-minute walks. That’s right, folks, a grand total of 30 minutes a day. It’s become the “mandate of my life” as my doctor puts it, and, well, I’ve succumbed to it. Sigh.

Psst… I’m also “thinking” of doing some yoga. This is my latest purchase on my favourite online retailer. It arrived today, how conveninent!

Pardon the mobile’s shadow. I’m not really a photographer.

Now, don’t expect me to turn into a fitness guru overnight. You won’t find me posting Instagram-worthy selfies from my walks with inspirational captions. No, I’m still the same lethargic and sarcastic soul who’d rather be cracking jokes than counting steps.

But here’s the silver lining: I’ve discovered that walking isn’t so bad after all. It’s a chance to clear my head, listen to some tunes, and maybe even have a few humorous inner monologues.

So, there you have it, dear readers. Life has thrown me a curveball, and now I’m reluctantly pounding the pavement. But hey, at least I’m moving, one step at a time.

And as for running? Well, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. That’s a whole different story, and I’ll save it for another day, complete with the dramatic soundtrack.

Until then, keep walking, keep laughing, and remember, it’s the journey, not the speed, that counts.

Stay fit and stay fabulous, my friends!

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