My New Best Friend

Meet my new best friend.  His name is Fitbit.  Isn't he cute?  He sits in a prized position on my chest all day, everyday.  I'm serious.  He's attached to my bra everyday.  But, he doesn't take advantage.  More like I'm using him.  He monitors my steps, my activity level, how many calories I'm burning, how many I'm eating, as well as how good of a sleep I got last night.  Amazing, no?  It was only $99, but it's the cheapest relationship I've ever been in. 

And I'm addicted.  I'm addicted to the data he provides me.  The data that shows that I've either been a slacker or a go-getter during that day.  I'm getting co-dependent.  I want him to like me, so I'm exercising just so he'll show me good news, and show me how happy he is with me.  When I'm a good girl, he shows me by making his flower grow.  I know that sounds weird, but he's got this little flower display that grows if you are active.  When you look at it and it looks like just a sprout, it means you've been sitting on your keister for too long.  I'm noticing that I feel better when I aim for 12,000 steps a day.  When I'm working and didn't exercise that morning, my number is more like 4,000 steps.  Pitiful, and I feel like it.

Have you seen that commercial that goes, "A body in motion, stays in motion and a body at rest stays at rest."? I've been hearing that phrase over and over again recently, and I felt like it was talking to me.  Telling me to stop resting.  Because for me, sitting still, resting, lying down leads to depression. I believe it.  If I don't exercise, I feel more tired.  More cranky and less confident.  More likely to need a 3pm nap or sweet treat.  But when I exercise, I am more likely to want to keep moving during the day.  I'm still happy to have a snack, but I'm not needing it to wake me up.  The other day, I not only worked out, but I walked to the train instead of taking the bus!

This past week, I started a new program with Get In Shape for Women.  I'm sure you've seen it.  It's small group personal training, at much less than a normal personal trainer would cost. 

I bought a 3 month package, for 3 times a week here in town.  I get up at 5:00 am (I know, it's ungodly), get dressed, walk to the GIS down the street, work out for an hour with 2-3 other women and one trainer pushing me, and then walk home.  It's truly the best $ I've spent in a long time. 

It works out to about $10/day but knowing I've spent the money actually makes me get out of bed to go and see Bob, the trainer.  I know he's expecting me, and I am too much of a good girl to blow anybody off.  Another co-dependent relationship is blooming with Bob, and I'm okay with that. 

Next up is my co-dependent relationship on food.  But, that's a story for another day.

Are you trying anything new these days?