Back in August I bought two fitbits so hubby and I could have some help paying attention to our fitness. I like the little device. It tracks my steps, flights of stairs, has a clock and estimates calories burned. You can enter food information online and add activity information. It also tracks your sleep when you wear it in the included wrist band and the feature I’ve been most surprised at its usefulness is the vibrating alarm.
I’ve started waking up a half hour before the rest of the family usually gets up so that I can have some time to wake up in peace, get dressed and ready for the day or most often, just enjoy some quiet time to look at my phone in bed while I stretch and wake up.
One of the downsides of the fitbit one model is how discrete and lightweight it is. You can clip it to your belt, pocket or bra strap and forget it’s there.
Earlier in the week I spilled on my jeans so at Alice’s morning nap time I took off my pants and threw them on the laundry room floor so I could wash them right away and change out of my sweatpants. I got Alice changed and situated for nap time, threw in a load of wash and went downstairs to work on dishes and clean up. The rest of the morning progressed as normal. Alice was up from nap, I picked the boys up from school. We had lunch. We were reading books on the couch when the dryer buzzed and reminded me FUUUUUUUDGE!
I ran upstairs to grab for my pants (Miles in hot pursuit curious about what was going on) hoping that the fitbit wouldn’t be in the pocket but knowing the whole time what I had done.
I kept pulling clothes out of the dryer and there it was, in the bottom of the dryer. My favorite new little gadget. I picked it up to see the blank screen. I pushed the button and GREETINGS JUDY the darn thing still worked! I couldn’t even believe it. I had sent it through the wash and the dryer and it wasn’t broken. I think I felt all the emotions I could within a one minute period. Shock, distress, dismay, anger, sadness, disappointment and then glee! It was pretty exciting.
And now I know that going through the laundry is considered a high active activity.