Move one and a half steps at a time.

This is becoming the place where I make unacademic hypothesis about things

We’re Humans. To be exact Homo sapiens.

And so biologically and by definition, we are programmed to survive. Not to exist. But, survive.
We are genetically hard-wired to sense a challenge and run for our lives.
And when we do things that don’t speak to this important verb i.e. survive, we’re doing ourselves a disservice. I think.

And when I think of survival. I think-”MOVE!”
Movement speaks to surviving more that anything else.

So, this is my hypothesis (and I have no means time this morning to chase after existing research on this..)-

I think our brains think we’re doing okay when we are moving to survive.

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Do it this to move, to be okay, to survive-

Take one and a half steps at a time. (And yes I am suggesting we do a weird limp.) Because-

• one step at a time- makes me pity myself. Me thinks- Is this all I can achieve?

• two steps at a time is just pushing it a bit much.
  
  One and a half- is just right. Be it moving in exercise, or moving in terms of getting things done, movement inspires movement. The half step is key in that incompleteness of the task at hand makes you want to complete it.

Skip or limp, I don’t care. But the measure is one and a half of whatever.