Today, I’m thankful for my job. Of course, there are obvious reasons for this – steady, stable employment, a decent paycheck, a reputable company and client projects I enjoy. All of those things are reason to be thankful, but today I’m focusing on something much more simplistic: The physical aspect of my job.
I spent a few years working in retail and food service where I was on my feet for 14+ hours straight sometimes. I was quite a bit younger then, so I could handle it, but there were times when I was just so tired, or I wasn’t feeling well, and those days were murder. I’d take an extra bathroom break or two just so I could go sit on the toilet for five minutes. I remember standing around the cash register, daydreaming about the future job I would have where I could just sit – in a meeting, at my desk, in front of a computer, on the phone….just sit. And use my brain instead of my
Lately, I’ve read a few stories about research that says a sedentary lifestyle can lead to cancer and other major health issues. And my husband and I will talk about how people that have to be up and active for their jobs seem to live longer lives, or at least have fewer health issues. Sometimes he talks about it in a way that makes me think he’d rather have a job like that, a job that didn’t have him chained to a chair and desk for 8 hours a day. But I know deep down that I am satisfied having a job that allows me to sit. My memory is not so foggy that I’ve forgotten how much it sucked to be on my feet for days at a time. I’d much rather use my off time to be active than be forced to be active all day and end up using my off time to nurse my blisters.