“What do you think is the most affective form of exercise?”
The question was posed to me by my sister, a student of athletics and medicine at the graduate level.
I started suggesting a list to her, “Aerobics? Swimming? Triathlon?”
Finally, she gave the answer, “It’s the one that you DO.”
Oh, of course. How simple.
Sometimes, on Tuesdays, I go to the circus gym, to swing from ropes and silks so that, on Wednesdays, my shoulders will be sore and my abs a little tighter.
Sometimes, when I go, I perform an awful workout. I can’t pull myself as well as the other people, my core gives out before I can complete a movement, I never quite nail any movement, and I leave tired.
But, I call my sister, and I tell her, and I say, “Well, a bad workout is better than no workout, right?”
On Saturday I was at a workshop and a woman asked, “How do you pray?”
And I thought for a second, and said to her, “Do you want to know the best form of prayer?”
And she said, “What?”
And I said, “The one you do.”
In a world of Taize chants and Latin mass and rosaries and novenas and Bible studies…pick the one you’ll do. And, remember: even a bad prayer session is better than no prayer session.