In another desperate attempt to walk 10,000 steps a day (I’ve never come close, though when visiting battlefield sites in Montana and Wyoming with Banjo Man and Son#2, I wish I’d had a pedometer to impress myself with) I broke down and bought a Fitbit last week.
It is supposed to be the ultimate pedometer, tracking with a computer (or smart phone, which I don’t own) to keep track of your steps. Online you can also record calories, food, exercise and sleep. Plus weight loss, if you are so lucky.
I’ve tried other pedometers, but they were unreliable and awkward. I was always leaning against a kitchen counter or desk and hitting the erase button when the darn things were clipped to the waistband of my pants.
(While I’m typing this, dozens of huge seagulls are flying over my house and I have no idea why. Very unusual, but they look as if they know where they are headed and why.)
The Fitbit is a bracelet, which is annoying (I’m not a bracelet person) and waterproof (you can wear it in the shower, according to the website). I bought the blue one because it was $12 cheaper than the black one.
According to the Fitbit info, when I reach 10,000 steps in one day the band vibrates and little lights sweep joyfully across the sliver of screen. Like a little party on my wrist.
I’ll let you know when that happens.