A month ago I shelled out some big bucks and bought myself a proper desk: a LifeSpan TR-1200 DT5 Walking Desk.
I work from home and one day — maybe a year or so ago — while bumbling around the house, I had a sudden realization. It was Thursday. The last time I had stepped outside was on Sunday. I was terrifyingly close to becoming the crazy, disheveled hermit next door that emerged once a year to mumble obscenities at the children as they ran off in terror.
Worse, I was totally sedentary.