Dark Chocolate, third thing in the morning

While I was gone, my mother and sister discovered kickboxing... at 5:30 in the morning. Then my sister traipses of to Florida with ADBC's youth group, leaving me with mom. So... this morning I got up at five to go kickboxing with my mother whom I love. Exercise is so pointless! All I kept thinking about were Paul's verses about running aimlessly and beating the air! I realize it's accomplishing something worthwhile other than getting me up early, but I really prefer things that involve effort and work and stretching and such without it being there only goal/effect/point. Is it too much to ask that it be fun? and if not fun, at least that it accomplishes something tangible? All this energy... we could build houses, dig canyons, play in sprinklers... ok, so that last one really doesn't fit with tangible results, but it's so much more fun.
Well, I guess my reward is that it's 8:35, I'm caught up on blogging and have the entire day left to do whatever with.