“Sports are fun.”
Wait a sec…should that be “Sport is fun”? I wish I’d paid attention in Mrs. Sullivan’s grammar class.
No matter. I’ll leave that decision up to you and your poster printer. In the meantime though, here’s the thing: When I hear the word “sports” I think “do” instead of “watch.” I didn’t always think that way, and how I came to do so is a whole ‘nother story—with the operative word there being “story.” But however this viewpoint found me, it puts me solidly in the minority here in the U.S. of A. Thankfully, it’s an active minority, made up of some pretty happy campers.
Much has been written about the state of physical inactivity that we currently find ourselves in as a society. But most of it is in the abstract. We all know that we’d benefit from more exercise; we don’t need charts and graphs to remind us. Working out is boring, though. And it often hurts. And who has the time?
But what if there was a way to actually enjoy exercising?
Well there is. It’s called “play.” You know—that thing you did when you were a kid. Evidently, a lot of people never outgrew the habit. Here are their stories. Hopefully you’ll read one and decide that it could be yours as well.
And that’s the Big Idea.