I’m on the computer for HOURS a day. All day long, and often into the night. I log on at about 7:00 in the morning and don’t log off until sometimes as late as 10:00 at night. In between those times, I do very little in the form of actual movement. Some of that computer time is recreational, but the vast majority of it (like, 90%, and that’s conservative) is for work in one form or another. AcronymCo work, with its PO placement and supplier management and e-mail answering and web document sharing and database maintenance and the fielding of a thousand and three instant messages. Writing for Beyond Megapixels, and promoting those entries to Digg, and Reddit, and Delicious, and Stumble, and Kirtsy, and Twitter. Writing for UpTake, and promoting THOSE entries. Downloading and editing photos and uploading them to wherever they need to go. Website maintenance and mailing list maintenance and Google Group messages and Facebook and Twitter for Sandstone. Plus my own blog writing here at Snerkology, with all that entails. Well, that’s not work, technically. If I’m going to count that, then I’m going to count my personal Facebook and Twitter and e-mail and and and…
… and we’re at 100%, and rising.
I’m only writing this now because I’m waiting for my lunch to digest before I go work out. I have GOT to MAKE myself get up and away from the computer for a significantly increased amount of time than what I’m enjoying now. Which is zero, so anything above that is a significant increase. Okay, so a significantly significant increase. Every single day. Every single HOUR. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve sat down at the computer, only to look up FIVE HOURS LATER with no sense of time passing, and a desperate need to pee.
My back and neck hurt constantly. My eyes feel strained. I’m tired all the time. I have no energy and no physical strength. I’m not sleeping well. My digestive system is currently staging a revolt. My wrists hurt. My mood is in the shitter. I feel, for want of a better and more specific term, yucky.
I have decided, starting today and for the foreseeable future (at least until the start of my Sabbatical – which is 122 days away, I might add) that I am going to strictly adhere to logging off at 5:00 p.m. on the button, every night. (Taoist Biker’s monthly radio shows are an exception to this rule.) Whatever work that didn’t get done will just have to wait. I am going to have to manage my time MORE effectively to get the stuff done that needs to get done within the 7:00-5:00 timeframe. And during those hours I’ll get up, EVERY hour, for a few minutes at LEAST, to walk around and stretch (that one will be a tough habit to get into).
I will work on Saturdays, but I will NOT work on Sundays AT ALL. I might even make myself (gasp!) turn the computer off for that whole day, just so I’m not tempted. Or, not AS tempted. Sometimes the sheer length of the boot sequence is enough to suppress a passing whim to fire it up.
I’ve got to do this, for my health and sanity. I’ve GOT TO. My body is nearing a state of atrophy, for crissakes. It’s time to get it off its ass and make it move.