- before I worked at Starbucks, which meant that I was on me feet, moving, and, more often than not, sweating several hours every day.
- working in a pantry means near constant access to cookies. And chips. And lemon bunt cake. And donuts. And sugary beverages.
- I have zero reasons to leave my desk during the day. Other than going to the bathroom.
Dishearteningly, I think it has something to do with my illness. This is an abnormal amount of weight gain. Even more dishearteningly, it looks like exercise is the name of the game. Bleh.
I am taking suggestions for creative ways to be active in an office. Preferably without attracting too much attention.