Think of an infant. It wants to move. It wants to walk. It struggles to walk and never stops once it can. Then we force it to sit in a chair. It does not want to sit in a chair. Infants naturally want to move, but they are forced to sit in chairs.
Today has been an exercise in creative sedentarism. My wife invited me to stand at the table to join her for breakfast. I must admit, without that reminder, I would have sat in my chair out of sheer habit. So began my day, focusing on not sitting in chairs. The exercise ball proved uncomfortable to my back. Perhaps that will change, but for now I will avoid it. Toileting presented another wrinkle.
Though I am a man, I sit to pee at home. Yes, how sissy of me, how girly. Trust me, I piss into the wind with the best of them! I simply do not want to clean my own floor of my own urine. Thus, I sit on my and my friends' toilets to pee unless they are as disgusting as public toilets. Anywho... sitting on the toilet to pee would seem to run counter to my program. However, it's only a brief moment and I don't lean against the back. I shall endeavor to not honor the term "restroom".
My wife just chastised me for supinating on my bed with my head propped up by pillows against the wall. "I'm not sitting.", I rebuked. Alas, she is right. It is not good for my neck and certainly won't help the arthritis developing there. Now, I am criss-cross applesauce on my bed typing. She is happy again.