I would never presume to call myself an athletic or outdoorsy person. I am not lazy, but I don't actively pursue sports and camping and hiking and the like.

However, I am finding that I might not be one of those people who can work in an office and sit at a desk eight hours a day, five days a week. Something I like to call a butt job. No, this blog is not about plastic surgery. My rear end is my own original, but it is so very sore.

This is forefront in my mind as I re-enter the world of temping. The work is easy, the money isn't bad, and I enjoy having a steady, consistent income after working as a server full time for nearly a year. Yet, that is where the pros end on my list.

I have found a good medium for now. I cut back to serving 3-5 nights a week, and while I have a lot less free time, it creates a good balance in my life. A few days a week I sit at a desk from 8 a.m. to 5 p.m., grab a quick dinner, then go to the restaurant and don't sit down again until around 11 p.m.

I worried I would get burned out, but just today I discovered that staying late at work for an hour or two left me feeling more exhausted than I am when I get off work at night after running around catering to diners' whims for several hours.

Something about sitting around leaves me sore and tired, and running my tail off leaves me energized and tired in a good way. I find more satisfaction in what is considered to be the more physically demanding job. But why does it seem like my butt job demands more of me?

All this leads me to wonder where my career path will take me and how I will handle it. I want to work as a copy editor somewhere, somehow, whether it be in journalism or not, but that often requires a desk, which involves a chair and a bottom. I plan on serving as well for many years to come, but I won't always be able to, and I wouldn't want to do that forever anyway.

How do I find a happy medium between doing what I love and saving my body from the demands of sitting all day? Having worked a 9 1/2 hour day at the office today, I am too tired to focus on the answer tonight. I just want to put the question out there to be answered at a later date.

So...I have a blog. I don't know what to do with it yet, but I have it.

Yes, I am one of those people who will fight technology for awhile, but will always give in eventually. First, it was the cell phone. I made it to my sophomore year of college before I finally got one of those, and while I don’t use it much I would feel odd without it. Then it was Facebook. I waited until a year after college to join that, and now I love it. Now it is the blog.

The next step of course is to actually use this blog, which will be quite an achievement for me. I have a lifetime's worth of journals where only the first 10-15 pages of each have writing on them. I think it will be interesting to see how often I actually post here, and the direction my posts will take.

This post is just to get my feet wet. This is me jumping the intimidating hurdle of what to write on the first "page". I am officially welcoming myself to the world of blogging.

*On a side note, I just want to say that I have never had to write the word "succumbed" out before, and I was very proud when I double checked and had spelled it right on my first try!