This is fantastic for middle-class women. I am now in the working-class. I grow food in my garden to make sure I eat if I run out of money during the month. I use French olive oil (OK, not really working class). I do gardening and landscaping labor by myself, which means lifting things -- so there is your strength training -- carrying things, digging holes (you have no idea how much strength that takes to dig a 12-inch hole for a pink hydrangea), etc. But when you sit there and pick that tomato that you grew from babyhood and it's the greatest thing you ever tasted, life is good.