Thus, I dance at my desk. I kid you not.
Let me begin by saying that I work alone. In an entire office by myself. My office is very large (and cold- the dancing warms me up), and I got this crazy idea from a couple of places.
- Everywhere on the internet I see videos and articles talking about exercising at your desk.
- I wear a Fitbit every day. For those of you who don't know, a Fitbit is a pedometer that talks to your computer via Bluetooth and a nifty little USB 'dongle.'
- I was taking a Zumba class every Monday that had my step-count soaring!
I know it sounds loony, and I think if anyone caught me, they'd stand and stare until they gathered their wits enough to point and laugh. I don't dance here constantly, but I try to get up once an hour and shake my groove thing for at least half a song. Picture this: Me, by myself, hopping and jiving around my office to either Pink, Michael Jackson, the Bee Gees. Oh yeah. Look at me go. The nice thing about dancing alone is when you almost trip over your own feet and face-plant on the corner of a table-- there is no one to laugh at you but yourself.
Not only has this helped me get in my steps and a little calorie burn, but I am genuinely happier throughout the day with more energy. Sounds corny, right? But when you are as enthusiastic and clumsy as I am, there are plenty of reasons to laugh.
So, I say: Try it. Why not? Busy office? Close the door and pull the shades. Shimmy while you are on hold with a customer. Dance when the elevator doors close. Boogie down when you have the bathroom to yourself.
Then let your coworkers wonder why you have this goofy grin on your face more often than not. It'll be our little secret!