A rather gung-ho CEO of a rather aggressive software concern I used to work for had an interesting turn of phrase for things he considered a waste of time.
"A walk in the woods." As in, "I'm not out here, doing this, for a walk in the woods."
While he was being witty and even charming, with his nebulous English colonial accent,* I have to disagree. Most times, a walk in the woods is a good thing. It's a chance to get some thinking done and set your thinking straight as you wander down a trail, stepping over fallen logs, avoiding mud, and just pausing once in a while to admire trees and rock walls.
I'll often step off the trails, forged long ago by earlier land-owners, farmers, even snow-mobile clubs, and wander until I come across something: a rock wall, a road, another trail, some rusted junk. Today I scared a deer and watched its white tail bound from me. I'm no woodsman and I couldn't have tracked a deer if I wanted to, so that was just plain luck.
I'll ride the trails a few times a year on my mountain bike. I intend to return with a chainsaw and clear fallen trunks from the path. Come winter, the snow-mobile clubs have cleared and even grated the trails for me, and so I do a few runs on my cross country skis.
I wish I would force myself out more. I do it for a walk in the woods.
This is some of what I saw today:
*Was he Scottish? South African? A Kiwi? I can't recall. I'm developing a theory that presenters, be they sales people, actors, comedians, or the guy escorting you out of the fancy restaurant for being a drunken jerk... all have instantaneous credibility if they happen to have some English derivative accent. I'm considering adopting one in my professional role as a technical sales engineer.