I would exercise and so become a veritable faun.
Now, so far as I recalled, I had never taken any indoor exercise excepting once in a while to knock on wood.

I abhorred the thought of ritualistic bedroom calisthenics such as were recommended by divers health experts.
Climbing out of a warm bed and standing out in the middle of a cold room and giving an imitation of a demoniac semaphore had never appealed to me as a fascinating divertisement for a grown man.

As I think I may have remarked once before, lying at full length on one's back on the floor immediately upon awakening of a morning and raising the legs to full length twenty times struck me as a performance lacking in dignity and utterly futile.
Besides, what sort of a way was that to greet the dewy morn?
So as an alternative I decided to enroll for membership at a gymnasium where I could have company at my exercising and make a sport of what otherwise would be in the nature of a punishment.

This I did.

With a group of fellow inmates for my team mates, I tossed the medicine ball about.