The Workout Is a Fiction — On Movement, Survival, and the Life We Forgot to Live
Try to picture an ancestor from ten thousand years ago — before agriculture, before cities, before the concept of leisure time — doing bicep curls. The image collapses immediately. Not because they lacked biceps; they had better ones than most of us. The image collapses because the question is wrong. They did not exercise. They moved, constantly, because stillness was failure. Hunting, carrying, building, walking to water, running from danger, kneeling to tend a fire. Movement was not a habit they cultivated. It was the texture of being alive. …