I renounce this day my ball and chain, my weight and pulley, my gym and monthly membership. I will, from this day forth, derive my means and ends, my roots and fruits, my toughness and my goings from the free space all around me, the free sky up above me, and the free spirit deep within me. I will no longer be dictated and ordered around by a building full of stationary treadmills and one dimensional muscle stations. I will obtain the strengthening and conditioning for my physical, mental, and emotional fitness in the free expression of my body as it creatively interacts in a free environment. I will not be compartmentalized into substations, insulated inside a digital bubble, looking comparatively askance at my neighbor on the adjacent hamster wheel. I will chart virtual courses of action within my home and upon playing fields, whether alone or along with my friends, and these will be the modes by which I will gain awareness of the innate melody of a body in motion and the symbiotic interplay of the world as my representation, my abundant recreation.
Grass Is Greener Fitness 
I support you. I’ve always liked weight training because I’m so skinny and I wanted to add some bulk – purely for vanity, but I’m okay with that part. I could probably accomplish that better with a real bulk adding diet and something other than the weights, in which case I could lose the gym. I just have no appetite.
I tried to convince some people the other day on a concept called “freestyle streching.” I’m trying to find a way to finally do any stretching. It’s like Tai-Chi without any training. Is there any possible negative connotation of the word “freestyle”?
If you need inspiration revisit the Rocky 4 training montage in Russia. Nothing beats a bag of boulders and pully-system in the barn session, except maybe a side of beef heavy bag in the slaughterhouse session.