You know how I love gadgets. Well, so does my friend, Debbie Macomber, and she just recommended a really fun–and healthy–one. It’s called the Fitbit, and it’s basically a wireless pedometer. Besides how many steps the wearer takes, it will also record how well that person sleeps, and a few other things as well. (I have yet to find one that records how many Randy Travis songs I listen to. ) It’s tiny and plugs into the computer to charge, where it also records the data. Mary Ann, my practical cousin and the Trail Boss here on the Triple L, wanted to know what made it different from ordinary pedometers. She cracked up when I answered that this one sends me an congratulatory e-mail and awards virtual badges.
Hey, motivation is motivation. Whatever works.
It looks a little slick out today, and I have a much-needed hairdresser’s appointment, but I’m determined to go for 10,000 more steps, though it may be done mostly on my treadmill. You guessed it–I was one of those kids who work hard for gold stars.
Bernicie is back from the vet–she had a dental cleaning and six extractions, so she’s got to stay in out of the cold for a day or two, eat soft food and take anti-biotics. Still, she’s herself, and Yorkie energy is important to well-being, at least around here. Chacha, the kitty, who is Bernice’s biggest fan, would certainly agree. She was waiting for me when I came in from one of my strolls around the pasture yesterday, and clearly disappointed to find me Bernice-less.
So, the journey continues. It will be a partial writing day–appointments throw me off and I can’t avoid this one. I’m feeling terrific and I hope you are, too.
God bless you, my friends.