Work B*tch.

Well... This is a story all about how, the Fitbit changed my life forever, and how.

 (Read that like the start of the Fresh Prince theme song)

I know, I know, I just wrote about the Fitbit Flex, what more could there possibly me to say??

This is just a story about my day, specifically for you Fitbit "Non-Believers". I am not naming names, but I know people who only like to walk when they have a set destination, and I used to be one of those people. Not anymore. 

Usually during my day I reach my 10,000 steps without issue. I do some walking with work, and also to get to and from work, as many Torontonians do. I often take the kids to the park, or the long way home, and find it easy to each my goals. However, today was a different kind of day. Old me would say today was awesome. I didn't have to do the school runs, or even walk to and from the streetcar at the end of the day. My work day was super easy, and barely even work if you can even call going to the beach with the cutest almost 3 yr old in town, and watching TLC with your boss, actual work.  Ol' lazy me would have been in her glory to come home, still energetic, and pop-a-squat on the couch to do absolutely nothing. 

Here comes the fit part. 

My friendly little Flex was only sporting two out of five dots when I got home. This means I was somewhere over 4000 steps, but not yet at 6000. This was depressing. So far away from my goal. So, I ate a tiny, child sized dinner, strapped on my runners and went for a walk. I walked a large city block, and a bit, until 4/5 dots were lit up and the last dot was blinking. I was over 8k steps, but still under 10k. So close, but still, so far.

Yum.

Happy with where I was, considering the day, I headed back home where there is a gigantic chocolate bar waiting for me right here on the coffee table. I am on day two of severe chocolate cravings and I told myself I could NOT have this this bar until I reached my goal...But it looks soooo tasty.

Why not cheat? Mike isn't here to catch me. Old me would have mowed that sucker. But I looked at that last blinking dot, synced my Flex to my computer and found out I still needed 1300 steps. My heart sank. The guilt would eat me alive if I ate that chocolate. So I ran on the spot.

I ran, and ran and ran. I ran up and down the stairs a few times. Then it started getting tough, and I found myself chanting in a whisper. This is embarrassing. My chant was "You want that treat?? You better work B*tch!" I guess I call my inner Britney when I need a push because I conquered every last step with perseverance. When I felt the gentle buzz of the Flex celebrating 10,000 earned steps, I did a happy dance and stared at that chocolate bar. "I am going to eat you." I whispered before peeling it open and enjoying every last bite.

Not only did I earn this chocolate bar, but I made myself really proud. I would have never done the extra work if it weren't for my new fitness partner, and I am so thankful for that. (Even if I am a tad obsessed). 

Bahaha.

I don't believe in never having treats, or wine, and when a girl has her lady-times real bad. She can have one, or both, without any judgement. (Its a true fact)

xo

Me

<3

Love Letter to Fitness

Dear Flex,

Nearly two weeks ago, you were given to me as a wonderful early birthday gift from the world's best boss and I have to say, although I knew I would definitely like you, I did not expect to fall in love... and so soon. 

For a few years now I have been focusing on, and off (Yikes!) of my overall fitness by trying different work out strategies, eating suggestions, and countless other "techniques", if you will. There was a phase where I abided by the not-so-loving guidance of Jillian Michaels, as well as times were I fasted once a week (that did not last long). Although I have slimmed down a touch here and there, I have never come close to my goals (No, I do not want a perfect body, I just want to be healthy for me). Within my heart of hearts, I know that this is changing. Now.

Unlike Jillian, you, my lovely Fitbit Flex are a gentle reminder to walk, walk, walk without making me feel like a useless sack of potatoes (Thanks, Jill). The ability to track my distance, calorie burn, steps, food intake, sleep patterns and more, through your clever dashboard, has me smitten. I can watch the dials daily and know I am making progress to my goal. I feel better, healthier, and most importantly, willing to do the work. Just yesterday, I would have liked to stay in and catch up on shows, but I chose to get out and walk. Completing my ten thousand step goal on a day when I would normally only finish five.

Perhaps it is the way you smile and call me "Champ" when I have reached a daily goal, or the way you gently vibrate on my wrist when I have hit 10,000 steps (total happy dance...every time), or maybe, just maybe, its because you make me believe in myself and my ability to take strides towards an even happier (hard to imagine), healthier, me. Thanks to you, I no longer feel useless, I feel captivated, motivated and empowered.

Needless to say, there are so many reasons I fell in love with you, and this love (or possible addiction?) will only grow the closer I get to being my ideal level of fit. 

With love and countless steps,

Lauren

P.S. I am only at 6,000 steps so far today—lets get to work.


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