I resisted getting a Fitbit for a long time, guys. A long time.
“I don’t need that!” I said (which is still true, nobody *needs* a Fitbit)
“I already had a fitness tracker and I stopped using it!” I said (I had a JawboneUP that I used when I was walking everywhere in New York; I stopped using it when I moved home and was free to hit the gym 2-3 hours a day, every day, and move around all the time because… unemployed)
“The calorie counts are inaccurate!” I said (ok so don’t eat back calories burned, like you…already don’t. Solid logic, me)
“I don’t like things on my wrist!” I said (while plucking at the hair tie that lives on my wrist)
But I knew they were helpful, and knew that lots of people love theirs, and knew that they had those sweet sweet group challenges to motivate you. So when I saw they were on sale, I got curious. And after 2 hours of research, I got one – a Charge2.
I finally joined team #fitbit(ch)
What have I learned in the first week of wearing one? Some things.
- I AM SEDENTARY AS ALL H*CK. Literally the first day of wearing the Fitbit (Monday) when I got buzzed every hour to do 250 steps, I got annoyed. I was like ‘People move THAT much?!’ I could go easily 4 hours without getting up. For any reason. I thought, “Oh yeah, I go to the gym for an hour 5x a week, I’m fairly active” but no, my good bitch, no. That means I’m active for 4% of the day. At the gym. The rest of the time? Sitting. In my car, at my desk, on my bed. Sitting. Just sitting.
- 250 steps (the amount you’re supposed to do each hour to hit your hourly goals) is really not much. That’s from my desk to the office kitchen 3 times. 2 trips in an hour and I’m set. The first day it felt IMPOSSIBLE, but I got over that quickly.
- I’m not as competitive as I thought. I’m in all the challenges I can be, but I just let the chips fall where they may. I don’t try hard to beat anyone (maybe because I don’t *know* the people in the challenges? Hmmm…)
- I sleep like shit. 51 minutes awake? Bish where? What was I doing? The fuck? Lay your ass down and sleep, it’s sleep time. Also: going to bed at 11 PM is not acceptable. I know I have to be up at 5 AM. I cannot cram 8 hours of sleep into a 6 hour window, period.
- 10,000 steps a day isn’t really all that hard – if I’m active. Saturdays? No that is my lay in bed day. Other days? No excuses girl move ya ass.
- I really like knowing my resting heart rate. I know when I was fat, I took my pulse pretty often out of curiosity and my resting rate was usually in the upper 80s or low 90s (that’s high af). Now it’s high 50s/low 60s. HUGE. IMPROVEMENT.
So those are my take aways from my first week with a fitbit. Nothing revolutionary, but hey! Whatever.
OK now how much longer before I can buy this shirt without looking like a ~poseur
PS – many of you have asked! This is the shiny pretty metal rainbow band that I got for my Fitbit. It has a magnetic closure that means you can adjust it to like, any size imaginable, and I LOVE IT. It doesn’t irritate my wrist, it doesn’t get all gross when I’m working out, and it looks like a fancy watch instead of a ~fitness tracker~