I've never been someone who wants to play sports. The longest I played any sport (not counting bowling) was one summer when a friend and I took tennis lessons at one of the community centers, and she and I kept that up sporadically for about a year. I had half a thought of trying out for my Junior High team, but that didn't last long. Mostly because running a lot triggered something like asthma. Especially outside. (Yay for being totally freaking allergic to where I lived.)

Yeah, I've gotten to that point, too. If it ever warms up enough to not be torture to go outside today I have about a 2 mile walk planned to go do some errands. This is part of the reason I'm afraid of moving back to Texas. I like to have places to walk TO, not so much just wandering around, and in most residential areas, the places I would normally walk TO (store, post office, bank, etc.) are TOO far away to walk to/from in any reasonable amount of time. I was proud of myself, though, when home at Christmas. Not once did I ride or drive the short distance between my parents' house and my aunt and uncle's house. (It's a whopping 1/10 of a mile, but making the trip several times has to add up to something, right? :p) ... Maybe I'll get my bike in good repair when I go back.