I haven't exactly renounced exercise but I'm not embracing it at the moment either. Instead I've been on something of a vision quest that began with the untimely death of Prince.
While reviewing his life I came across this gem:
And my passion for being the best guitarist EVER was renewed. The magic begins around the 3:25 mark if you're impatient or something.
So the next exercise in futility will be my journey in mastering the guitar when I'm far too old for this stuff.
Next, what guitar to get because it's clearly the equipment and not my lack of practice.