Guilt on a Wrist

This is my Fitbit.  It's a great gadget, it tacks the number of footsteps I take

per day, how many calories I burn, how much water I drink, and how long

and well I sleep each night.  

Fitbit is a great motivator.  It reminds you to move each hour and I am

really enjoying it because it helps me to stay on track with my healthy

lifestyle.  I have been wearing it for 8 days now.  All was going well until

the weekend.  I was out of town both days and not walking as much as

I should.  I also did not drink as much water as I should, and my sleep

was lousy.

What I have learned from this is that  I love my Fitbit and love it

 when it tells me I am doing a great job.  We have a very happy

relationship.   For example, last week when I hit my first 10,000 steps

in a day, Fitbit congratulated me with what looked like fireworks on

my wrist.  I was thrilled and told my Fitbit thank you!

Over the weekend, when I was busy and not walking as much,

my Fitbit started reminding me.  I was getting gentle prompts like

Want to Take a Stroll?

I started to resent those prompts ;-)  Not only was I resenting

the prompts, but I was talking to MY WRIST!  At the top of each

hour, I dreaded being reminded that I would not reach my daily

goal if I didn't step it up.  I was concerned that I had not consumed

enough water and would have to gulp down 1000 ML at one time!

Suddenly, my sweet relationship with my Fitbit turned into a sour

one.  It evolved into Guilt on a Wrist!

Now that the weekend is over and I am on my regular schedule,

I have apologized to my Fitbit and we are now on civil, even

friendly terms ;-)

Whoops ~ gotta go ~ I have to walk another 250 steps this 

hour!

Big Texas Hugs,

Susan and Bentley