I sit a lot. In my car. On my pink sofa. At the kitchen table. My office chair at work. Apparently, sitting will bring about my demise earlier rather than later. It sure as hell hurts my shoulder, which I injured three months ago. Numbs my left hand so I can’t separate an ‘r’ from an ‘e’ or a ‘t’ on my keyboard.
I’d rather be walking than sitting.
Lots of other folks would rather be walking, too. In a recent New Yorker article, Alec Wilkinson describes how mathematician Yitang … More »