School started up again on Monday. I know I'm luckier than a lot of college students in that I get to live at home and take my classes mostly online, but I'm still trying to balance school and work and church. If you don't see a blog post until Friday every once and a while, that's why.
I'm blessed to attend a pretty nice college. It's just a community college, granted, but there's a Baptist Student Ministry that provides free lunches every Wednesday. And, as luck would have it, I have classes from 9:30 to 10:45 every Wednesday. So staying until free lunch is just a matter of bringing my laptop and finding a quiet nook to study in.
I was rather jittery after class on my first Wednesday back to school. Maybe it was being cooped up behind a desk all week; maybe I was just uncomfortable from having to look at pictures of naked people in art class. But whatever the reason, I was glad to head up to the library and find one of the best amenities my college has to offer.
It's just like an exercise bike at the gym, except that there's a desk on it, complete with a cupholder and a strap for your laptop so it doesn't fall off. I hopped right on that thing and pedaled away while posting to a discussion board about how Hispanics affect the Texas economy.
I'll admit that I do way too much sitting still. I read my Bible in bed. I study at my desk. I sit at the lunch table, in my car, and while I'm preparing for my students to arrive. Then it's back home, where I sit down to dinner, and retire upstairs where I write at my desk or watch YouTube in bed. The most exercise I get is at the college, where I walk half a mile from the parking lot to my classroom. Wow. Describing my day like that has really revealed to me how sessile of a person I am.
I came across the word sessile in biology class several years ago, when I was learning about sponges. Sponges are sessile. They can't move. Humans just choose not to. So maybe "couch barnacle" would be a better term than "couch potato."
I find it almost humorous that I can put my characters through the gauntlet--have them run, jump, harvest fields, sword fight, and stay on their feet from dawn until dusk--all from the comfort of my black swivel chair.
Of course I fidget in it. But what I need is to disassemble my bike so I can exercise in it, too.
What are some creative ways you've worked exercise into your schedule? Let me know in the comments below! God bless you, dear reader, and don't forget to like us on Facebook!
M. J. Piazza is a Jesus-loving, dog-walking country girl who just so happens to write books.