I’m on Day Six of the Great Standing Desk Experiment. My back is holding up fine. My legs, particularly my calves, are a bit sore in the evenings, but I can already tell they’ve mostly adjusted to the new setup. I’m now at the point where I want something a little more professional-looking than a coffee table put on top of a regular desk, but everything I can find online is priced like distilled unicorn tears.
I’ve modified the layout a bit. Since I no longer have to be in the dead center of the desk to make my legs fit underneath, I shifted the computer all the way to the left. This frees up a bunch of contiguous space on the right for longhand writing, which is how I usually do my drafts.
Working on my feet all day has been an interesting change. I move around more, shift my weight from leg to leg, and frequently step away from the desk to pace a few steps. It feels more dynamic, for lack of a better word. I’m also more alert, because standing in front of the computer doesn’t lend itself to zoning out. No more Slouchy McSloucherson just mindlessly clicking on stuff because he’s planted and doesn’t have an excuse to get up and move a bit. From an energy and productivity level, it’s been a big gain–I feel less tired, and waste less time.
Now, I won’t lie: the first day or two were a bit rough. It’s not that my body couldn’t take it–it’s like my brain was rebelling at the sudden change in habits and wanting to force me back into the chair. After a few hours on my feet, the desire was strong to just say “screw it” and go back to the old, familiar sitting position. That’s what tripped me up the last time I tried this, but this time I was resolved to just stick with it, for the sake of my lower back.
Now I’m at the point where I want to make the change permanent, but I definitely need a more suitable setup than a $25 coffee table. Yeah, the Amish make some awesome standing desks, but I can’t afford to drop a grand or more on a piece of furniture right now, so something a little more economical will have to do. At least until I sell my SPACE KABLOOIE tetralogy for a hojilion dollar advance, anyway, at which point I’ll build myself a modular standing desk out of gold ingots, with wrist rests made of ermine fur.