I bought a treadmill desk last week. Or rather, I bought this treadmill and this plastic shelf that attaches to it. Both things were pretty easy to set up (required less than an hour total) and I am in love. I’ve been using it for 45 minutes to an hour each day, and I can totally see myself using it even more once it’s less hot and I’m in better shape.
I’ve been fighting with my weight for awhile now, between comfort eating through the ups and downs of publishing and some medication I take. I’ve gained *gulp* thirty pounds in the last five years since my wedding. It’s not healthy and frankly, no matter how many cute dresses I wear, I’ve been wincing at recent pictures of myself. It came to a head a few weeks ago when I was denied my first choice of health insurance because my BMI was over 27. It’s a weird, shameful thing. Even though I know I’m in no way lazy or stupid, being technically fat makes me feel that way. I know tons of women have body-image issues, and I am hardly alone in this…but I still feel embarrassed writing about it.
Anyway, I’m really delighted with the treadmill desk. I love that I can’t beg off exercising even when I’m busy because it allows me to multitask. I’ve walked while critiquing multiple friends’ manuscripts, while participating in an Elevensies-Apocalypsies chat, while g-chatting with a friend in San Diego, while writing emails and this blog post.
Whilst I’m recommending things: I got stickers today with my cover on them! They are so pretty. I love them. I keep threatening to put one on my cat. If you get mail from me in the next few months, stickers will definitely be included. I totally recommend Moo and can’t wait to order some postcards next!
(Note: the colors look better and more vivid in person than they do in this iPhone-camera pic.)