When my mother came to live with me I noticed that all she did was sit in her recliner in a darkened room and sleep on and off all day. I realized that would be me in a few years unless I got up off the sofa. Then one evening I saw a story about a man hiding a chest of tresures in the Rocky Mountains. He said one of his objectives was to get people off the sofa and out into nature. Oh my gosh, he was talking to me.