Let's Get Physical

Since I've joined the real world full-time, I have this huge fear that I'm going to become a humpback. And sometimes I find myself trying out homemade exercises to try to stray from the consequences of sitting in a cushy, plush office chair all day long. Someone else please fess up here...Sometimes I fear that while I'm stretching the so-and-so muscle in my neck and shoulder that one of the partners will walk by and think I'm a freak or something. Then again, I'm sure they did some sort of the same thing after their bodies were cemented to office chairs. Not that I don't like the chair. I love it. But here's the problem. Because I work with legal-sized folders, I need a big workspace on the desk. So as a result, my monitor is about 3.5 feet away from my eyes. At first I didn't think this would be a problem, but now I have increased the font size from "Medium" to "Larger," only one category away from "Largest," the font I will be using when I'm 80...great, I'm just a little over one-fourth of the way there. By the time I'm 60, I'll be using a magnifying glass on the largest text size. Because of the smallish font, I do that chin-jutting-out-toward-the-screen, shoulders-rolled-forward, lumbar-rainbowed-toward the desk maneuver to get closer because the arms of my chair will not fit under the keyboard holder on my desk. That's the most aggravating part about nine-to-fiving-it (Does this happen to anyone else?). I try to be quite conscious about this because I don't want to be hitting up a chiropractor to no end for the rest of my life, so I am obsessively keeping my posture in check all day by imagining the presence of a five pound etiquette book resting on top of my head. And then I resort to the crazy stretches. Kind of like office yoga. Speaking of working out, instead of selling my body to a gym (and since my office is on the 3rd floor), I've decided to briskly go up and down the flights of stairs right after my lunch break. Couldn't hurt, right? I'm all about the homemade remedies.