Allowing (more like forcing) myself to relax in the adirondack chair under the semi-shade of a big tree in the yard, I contemplated my Fit Bit. Gazing up at the branches of the tree that looked sick or dying, I noticed that they were not bare with illness but full of buds of growth about to spring out! One branch, one bundle of this growth loosely gathered alone at the end of a long branch caught my eye. Then looking down at the thick layer of leaves on the ground, I spotted my Fit Bit on my shorts, and thought that the tree, my Fit Bit and all the surrounding shrubbery would appreciate these acid-forming leaves taken away. My, how motivating this Fit Bit can be!
Having been an exercise enthusiast all of my adult life, I was excited when my husband gave me this new toy for Christmas called a “Fit Bit Flex.” It is a bracelet worn on the wrist all day and night that tracks the number of steps you take, calories burned, level of activity and actually can track your sleep. Yes, sleep and pattern of sleep. I began to learn exactly what time I got up to go to the bathroom or get a drink out of the fridge and how many steps it took to get there. All I had to do to get it into “sleep mode” was to tap it a time or two gently, and the two lights would come on and blink a few times and shut it’s eyes as I did. To wake up the Fit Bit, when I opened my eyes, I tapped it awake, and it ran a little light show to awaken to the day. New Year’s morning I announced that I was restless 27 times and awake four times. My husband said he could have told me that with rather sleepy eyes.
This bracelet and I had a nice time of it. I became more aware (no, not obsessed) of how much I moved and how many calories I burned daily which resulted in an 11-lb. weight loss. I looked forward to tapping it to sleep and again to awaken and start a new day of activity together.
Until I lost it.
I felt alone in my fitness. Whyeven go for a walk without my Fit Bit Flex by my side? I talked to friends about it, and heard one say, ”Maybe it is the universe’s way of saying YOU shouldn’t have a Fit Bit.” Wonder what she meant by that? Eventually, I came to peace — well almost — with the reality that I was not going to gain any weight back just because I lost it. However, I decided I was going to get a new one, so 10 days after losing the Fit Bit, I picked up a different version of this tracking device called the “Zip.” A small, quarter-sized device that does everything but monitor sleep (I wanted to get over the sleep thing). I clipped it inside my shirt or shorts (or beach hat), and I went off on my walk this afternoon with my husband.
I had just returned from the walk and sat under the tree that called me to rake around it. When I was done with that, I sat back down and looked around. The shrubs, the tree and the grass seemed actually to vibrate with life and spring energy of rebirth. It was then that I looked up and saw my little bundle of newness hanging off that branch by itself had opened up with bright green leaves and was smiling down at me and maybe my Fit Bit too.
NOTE: Since writing my Fit Bit article two weeks ago, I have come to learn even more. After wearing my little Zip for the walk to the pool on my swimsuit and taking an unplanned swim, I found out the Zip doesn’t dip, and it quit. It may have been a signal for me to do the same, and I am proud to say I am off the Bit! After experiencing this, however, I also realized I am not a “nit wit” but a bit (more) fit and a bit more aware…..mission accomplished, no?
Dianne Saywell works full time as a dental hygienist at a local dental office educating and helping patients maintain their oral health. She also spends her time introducing people to and sharing the healing power of YOGA and the health it brings to the body, mind and spirit. She offers group classes and private sessions at all levels, contact her at firstname.lastname@example.org.