I’ve come up with the perfect writer’s exercise. The Thigh-Master, or any of its even-cheaper clones, is just it.
Writing is a brutally sedentary activity. But you do it sitting down — and you use the Thigh-Master sitting down. And you can sit, and write, and exercise all at the same time, and do at least something to fight off the total decline of your body even as you’re working. It’s great.
And you can feel morally superior for doing two great things at the same time. ::smug, smug, smug::