Let’s be real—office jobs are the ultimate slow death. You sit for eight (or more) hours, staring at a screen, slowly morphing into a corporate cryptid while your spine crumbles and your soul begs for escape. If you’re feeling more My Chemical (Desk) Romance than My Chemical Romance, it’s time to sneak in some movementContinue reading “Office Workouts for Elder Emos Stuck in the 9-5 Abyss”