Let’s put it this way. Sitting around sucks. If anyone tries to tell you that exercise makes you tired, they are full of it. What makes you tired is doing nothing. Ever lay around all day on a Sunday? By the end of the day you are so tired you can barely lift the toilet paper to wipe yourself. Yet, you did nothing, NOTHING all day. But, ever take a six mile run on a Sunday morning? It sets the tone for your day. You are empowered, energized and full of yourself.
I know that sitting around makes you tired because yesterday I was tortured. It had nothing to do with hairs being pulled out of my nipples or my brother holding me down and spitting a loogie on my forehead (post traumatic stress right there). I was tortured because I had ten hours of sitting. I was in an all-day training (2 hours of driving, 8 hours of training). Do you have any idea what that does to a person like me? It makes me insane. It makes me claw at my own skin. I break out in hives and crap myself. Well, not really, but you get the picture.
Sitting around does not bring out the best in me.
I know I am spoiled. I work for myself. I am my own boss. My job involves visiting people’s homes, interviewing them and writing reports. This means I get to move around. A lot. Even when I have to sit for six hours to write a report, I interrupt my writing with a run or a long bike ride. I can get up and wander around the house looking for the dog who is usually eating something gross out of the trash. I can strut my stuff to the mailbox. I can run up to Emma’s school and have lunch with her:
Yes, that is a bright yellow SPORK
Eww. Maybe I don’t want to do that very often. That plate of food is the color of my grandma’s curtains. Beige.
Granted, my days are longer and not condensed to only 6 or 8 hours, because I take these breaks. I also work nights and weekends sometimes. To me, it is a welcome trade off. The point is, I am not stuck in a non-ventilated office with fluorescent lighting biting my cuticles and watching the clock.
Another thing I noticed at this training besides all of the sitting and non-movement is that I wanted to eat shitty food. I don’t know why. Even though the subject matter was fascinating and held my attention, there was something about being cooped up that made me want the cookies, pop and cinnamon rolls that were available. Thing is, I NEVER drink soda. Probably because I drink enough coffee and wine that I decided I didn’t need another vice-beverage. I also don’t eat many sweets. But yesterday, look the hell out. I was grabbing at the empty calorie laden treats and sucking on Jolly Ranchers like a prostitute in heat (whatever that means, I just made it up).
I know that if I worked an 8 to 5 job in an office setting, I would have to lay down some ground rules. Exercising at lunch would be a MUST. I don’t think I could manage the day without that kind of a break. I’d also have to stock my desk with lots of healthy snack options. It is possible and I would do it.
How do you deal with a job that requires lots of sitting and not lose your mind?
How do you incorporate movement/exercising and healthy eating into your work day?
Off for another ten hours of training and sitting. Pray for me.