Still have a yard and chickens to keep up so there is always something to do.
Cover/uncover the plants on really cold nights
cut down the banana plants that froze this week
mow/pick up leaves
prep the garden for next year
clear the chicken coop of all the “black gold” (compost)
Pick up limbs, cut wood for fire pit
put out mulch/pine straw for plants
etc. etc. etc.
I miss my dogs. They gave me no choice but to suit up and get walking even if it was -20 outside and we had to abbreviate the walks a bit. Three times a day plus brief outies in the back yard, rain, shine, snow, sleet, tempests… the Dogs must be Walked.
Gym. Lovely, wonderful gym. Where it is never too hot or too cold. Getting there is an issue occasionally, but I really love my gym and all the folks there. Signed - a once professional sofa slug, who discovered at the ripe old age of (XXXXX) that I actually like working out. (Plus walking the dog, but he’s a small fluffball who doesn’t like “weather,” so he’s like “let’s get this done, okay? Like now?”)