There's a commercial on television, or there used to be, where the weightlifter in the local gym explains his workout routine: "I pick things up, and I put them down." This is my work-at-home routine.
Plus, my backpack weighs a lot. Including my lunch, the darn pack probably weighs in around forty-plus pounds. I'm surprised the strap hasn't fallen off yet. It is mind-boggling how much crap I can stuff into it and still it will zipper closed and function like a backpack, though it resembles a body bag with its contents.
Still, no matter how much work and how many good intentions I cram into my work backpack, it still functions mainly as my limited form of exercise. I may not get much work done, but I do get a work-out done. Bring on the weekend; I'm ready. I have all kinds of things to accomplish for work next week, and not a lick of 'em will get done.
However, my biceps will look fabulous, and sometimes that fact alone is accomplishment enough.
