For a tech lover, I’m just a wee bit late to the fitness wearables game … but I got my much-anticipated Mother’s Day present a bit belated, thanks to the incredible demand for Fitbit Charge HR. My beautiful Plum model arrived Saturday and I have been loving it. LOVING it.
Already, this little piece of purple plastic adorning my wrist and its coordinating app have encouraged me to:
1) Go on a family walk in the rain with the kids Saturday [when I didn’t want to get wet!].
2) Work out longer and harder last night just to meet my daily steps goal.
3) Be much more mindful about what I’m eating.
4) Move more — take the steps, park further away, etc.
5) Think more seriously about my weight/size goals and what I am/am not willing to do in order to achieve them at this stage of my life. [I set a realistic one: my wedding day weight … which was not the lightest I’ve been, but definitely obtainable even after two kids without a ton of effort or anything drastic. If I chip away dilgently–slowly and steadily–I can get there by my birthday in October).
I feel inspired, rejuvenated, and encouraged right now — in a way I haven’t felt in a looooong time. Especially the past two months since Rachel died.
Equally important to note, as someone who enjoys tech/gadgets/etc., I love how my FitBit syncs to my MyFitnessPal app, so I don’t need to do anything different than I have already been doing in terms of food journaling — and now the fitness part of the equation is automatically done so I know what I have to work with each day. (This is where my darling husband isn’t making full use of his Fitbit knock-off; without tracking his intake, it’s hard to lose! But what do I know …)
I know for some people, too much information can be overload — and for me, I did worry … given my past. But the truth is, I like it. I’ve only skipped a few days tracking (WW, on paper, MFP, Sparkpeople) since 2004 and it was because of an intentional desire to move away from the constant journaling.
But over the years, I’ve come to realize that I really like tracking food and fitness: it makes me feel safe. And, it’s evidence … hard evidence that speaks the truth even when I tell myself something otherwise. And right now, the truth is, my pants are tight — I gained back the 8 pounds I had lost last spring, most in the past two months as I’ve been grieving the loss of one of my best friends and trying to be a good wife, mom, employee as I navigate these muddy waters. It’s not an excuse, but since my focus was on everything else, my usual diligent / militant self went down the drain … and I kind of just let it happen.
Truth be told, it’s what I needed. And now I’m ready to take back control of myself, and I know if I don’t nip the gain in the bud now, it will only get worse.
So for now, my Fitbit is going to be my personal trainer and motivator. Thanks, Fitbit!
Do you have a Fitbit? Does the novelty wear off?