It’s sunny where I live but I need to stay home for other reasons. I finally got an under-desk treadmill and put it facing a window, with the option of watching my laptop screen. The desktop serves the purpose of being grabbable if I lose balance. Not only don’t I have to face the elements, I don’t give a shit what I look like. Sweaty af, no bra, old holey clothing, flabby old sagging skin, no worries. No uneven pavement either. I’ve never found exercise to do a damn thing for my mental health, but it’s necessary for physical health. And at least I’m not worried about twisting an ankle a mile from home.