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Everything was fine for a couple of years. I climbed the corporate ladder, hunkered down behind my keyboard all day, every day, enjoying a steady paycheck. As time crept by, though, I found myself plagued by a variety of chronic physical problems: weight gain, back pain and muscle spasms to name a few. Now, after these many long years of suffering, I have come to an inevitable conclusion...
My office chair is trying to kill me.
I know it looks all docile and innocent sitting on its plastic roller-mat, but don’t be fooled by the fabric-coated facade – it has spent the last decade luring me into a sedentary death spiral. And the chair is not alone in this dastardly endeavor; my sofa has been plotting my demise, as well (in cahoots with the recliner, no doubt). How did I come to this conclusion, you say? Elementary, my dear reader! It’s simply because...