I recently read "Last Child in the Woods" by Richard Louv, and although I felt a push to get my body out in nature more, I still haven't succeeded much towards that end. My children are a great example to me, and so I did agree to running around outside in the freezing wind last evening to do a Treasure Hunt that Toveli had arranged for Mother's Day. But its still hard to get me out the door away from the kitchen/laundry/books/computer. I admit to feeling soooooo much better after having spent some time out in nature, but I just don't respond well to even kicks to get me out the door.
Something I'm working on.
Anyways, here's something to speak to me (and maybe to you, too!).