It starts out innocently enough.
You pop into London Drugs to pick up a fresh pack of hair elastics( Where do they all run ?) and pass by an entire wall showcasing shiny, new contraptions: Fitbit, front and center.
Since youve been meaning to get back in shape anyway, you pick one up.And its not that big of a deal.
But after a few weeks, you realise just how sedentary your current lifestyle is.
Even if you do fit a workout into your day, 10,000 steps is a lot more than youre currently clocking in your average day.
You learn that one serving of pizza is one piece , not one tart, and according to Fitbit, youre feeing too much of it too often. And youre definitely not drinking enough water.
The red flags start to appear, but still, you carry on, setting loftier goals and increasing your calorie deficit. You avoid all of these( big) red flags like theyre your ex-boyfriends new girlfriend( or your new boyfriends ex-girlfriend ).
You pretend everythings -AOK.
FYI: Its not.
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This isnt inevitably a bad thing. Its great for your health, its great for the environment and it helps you reach your step goal.
However, it does become a problem when you actually have places to be and people to see.
Apparently, its not all that acceptable to keep a client waiting because you walked to your meeting instead of taking public transit or driving like a normal 21 st-century human being.
Its also not the best notion to show up sweating in sneakers, with no time to change into your Aldos.
The sorry Im late, but I had to get my steps in excuse will not only procure a very strange looking from non-Fitbit-addicted folk, but its also just not valid in the real world.
Remember all those days in high school math class, staring at the board as numbers and formulae blurred into one another and wondering when youreever going to use this in the real world?
Now is your time to shine. Fitbit is a game of numbers.
10, 000 steps a day is approximately five miles. If it takes 10 minutes to drive somewhere, then its approximately an hour to walk, which is about 50 percent of your daily step goal.
There are 260 calories in a single slice of Panagos chicken club pizza. If you want to eat three slicings, you have to leave the house at the least an hour before your meeting, so you get enough steps( there and back) to offset your caloric intake and effectively lose three pounds by April.
Its 10 pm, and youre in your pajamas, ready for bed.
Unfortunately, your Fitbit isnt.
When youre addicted to your Fitbit , not reaching your daily step goal is simply not an option. So you pace. You pace circles around the island in the kitchen. You pace lengths in the hallway. You go up and down the stairs until your legs burn.
And you try to do this all very nonchalantly, so your boyfriend doesnt clue in to what a complete lunaticyou are.
Its easy enough to hide your Fitbit in the fall or wintertime months.
But the next thing you know, its summertime day, and not only are you wearing a knapsack to carry your imagination shoes in, but its impossible to hide your clip-on Fitbit when youre wearing short-shorts and a body suit.
Even though youve always been the type of girl to match her undergarments to her bubblegum, the only thing that truly matters is your Fitbit , now. Fitbit is life, so you wear it loud and proud for all the world to see.
Entirely opposite from the rules of Fight Club, when youre part of the Fitbit community( aka Fit Club ), you let people know.
In fact, the first rule of Fit Club is you talk about Fit Club. The second rule of Fit Club is you talk about Fit Club some more.
No matter whos around you at any given time, reachingyour daily step goal becomes public information.( This, sometimes, warrants weirdlooks from strangers, who dont care at all that you won your workweek hustle challenge .)
More specifically, it revolves around when you can charge it. The ideal days for charging your Fitbit are very, very few and far between.
Sure, the obvious alternative is that you could charge it while youre sleeping. But then, you miss out on analyzing your snooze conference, and every true Fitbit addict knows all things must be tracked.
Theres truly only one or two ideal days to charge it: while youre taking a bath or while youre watching an episode of Girls( or doing both simultaneously ).
You dont do it completely, you dont do it all at once and you dont cut out the things “youre supposed to” shouldnt be feeing in the first place( read: pizza ).
Once your calorie meter starts trending towards the red zone, though, you slowly start cutting your uptake by a lot.
Because of your Fitbit, you have a basic understanding of how you must burn more calories than you feed( or drink) to lose weight, so “youre starting” tracking.
Taking total guesses at serving sizings and rounding up for good measure, you manually enter every morsel of food you consume into your handy Fitbit food tracker.
When you binge at lunch on a big-ticket item( read: pizza, again ), you end up running hungry for the rest of the night , not daring to dip into your deficit.
You make up excuses for why youre not feeing. You start telling your boyfriend youre truly not hungry, youre not feeling well or you already feed when he wasnt looking.( You didnt .)
Things are get out of hand , now.
Your boyfriend grows tired of going to dinner with your telephone, and you begrudgingly acknowledge that maybe your insisting to walk everywhere, all the time, is a bit excessive.
Neither of you mentions the late night pacing, but the vision of yourself speed-walking laps in theliving room is enough to build you listen to the words coming out of his mouth: I think you should take a little breach from your Fitbit. He tells it sweetly, in a tone that says hes not mad, just worried.
So you remove your Fitbit from your body, and stow it away in a place whereyou wont see it or be seduced by it.
About an hourlater, when youre feeing something and reaching for your telephone, it hits you that youre on a boyfriend-instructed time-out from your Fitbit. And it occurs to you that you might be addicted to your Fitbit.
Dont get me wrong: Fitbits and step trackers alike are great. I think they are an excellent way to focus on your health, to make activity and movement more of a priority and to help you become more conscious of what( andhow much ) youputinto your body.
BUT, contrary to popular belief, Fitbit is NOT life.
You should be able to walk to the bathroom in the middle of the night without picking up your Fitbit for those working 10 extra steps. You should be able to partake in a GNO without obsessively logging in your calories after every shot of tequila.( Thatsort of takes the fun out of the evening, doesnt it ?). And you should be able to eat dinner, even if youve already reached your daily calorie limit.
You heard me. Put down the Fitbit, and run feed your dinner.