So I bought a jump rope. It was too cheap, and the handles made clacking noises, and the rope was too lightweight to spin around properly, and the length could only be adjusted by tying knots in it. But, it was only $7, so …I’ve ordered a good one from Amazon. I also assembled the jumpy-thing, the, what do you call it, springy surface-tension bouncy thing, that I bought late last year but hadn’t put together. I bounced on it for awhile, and although I did not notice any muscles being used, I did notice that it got my digestive system going. So that was nice. Fact is, the reason I got the jump rope was because bouncing up and down for no apparent reason made me think too much about how there was no apparent reason. The intention is for the jump rope to serve as a rationale for why I am bouncing up and down. Yes, I had this concern even though I was totally alone in my house.
I did it for 2 or 3 minutes. Baby steps.