I spend a lot of time on my computer every week and I've started to worry a bit.
What if my butt gets bigger?
I'm not kidding. Think about it. Sitting for hours at a time it's bound to start spreading, isn't it? When God calls you to a work, he doesn't automatically remove the occupational hazards, does He? Dentists probably get bit every once in a while. Firefighters risk their lives every time they go out on a call. Hairdressers cut themselves on sharp scissors. Coal miners never come out of a mine clean. Mechanics live with greasy fingers. Singers get hoarse after a long tour. Young mothers are consistently bleary eyed. Politicians get windy. Celebrities gain stalkers. Even the most skilled carpenter hammers their thumb now and then.
Do aspiring writers get big butts?
I exercise regularly, but an hour several times a week can't outweigh many hours on my tushy, can it?
This is not good.
Got any suggestions? I know of an author who situated her desk so she could sit on one of those big exercise balls as she typed away. I'm not sure I have the coordination for typing and balancing at the same time. I once broke my wrist rolling a tire down my driveway.
Is it self-centered to pray your backside doesn't grow?