Fortunately, I have all friends with very busy and active lives who do none of the sports. We walk almost all day, cycle and drag and carry a lot without a break. So conversations are rarely about sports, and if the word is said (sports) the reaction from almost everyone will be: Bah!

This is one of the things people constantly misunderstand. Being constantly active and moving counts as exercise—you're sweating and expending energy without needing to buy a racket or drive to a gym.

When I first moved here, I was doing house projects, carpentry, and DIY work from morning until I collapsed into bed. And my partner—the smarty-pants— with his toxic positivity, saying I wasn't doing any exercise. I swear, the energy I exerted then was probably triple what he spent going to his job!

What did he think? That I was mentally projecting, moving objects around, and fixing the house by just lying on the couch?

Magic?