I wonder if you have to go outside to prancercise? I suppose you do. For the 'getting in touch with one's sensual side by hugging a tree' bit. Hugging a newel post at the top of one's stairs probably wouldn't cut it. In that case, I need to maybe find some leopard print all weather gear. And one of those umbrella hat jobbies because I shall need my arms free at all times to balance my prancing.
As it is, my right arm is not quite up to prancercising for a few days yet. The very nice doctor I saw yesterday (my first doctor visit since 2010 and the effects of the norovirus diet) said, 'It'll get worse before it gets better. Tubi-grip it during the day and take painkillers. And do these exercises.' The exercises consist of various fist clenching movements, touching each finger with opposing thumb movements and variant stretching á la Star Trek 'live long and prosper' gesticulations. They're not burning many calories and sadly, from where I am sitting, my thighs are taking up more space on the sofa than they ought to be taking.
Prancercising for me then! I am very excited!!