No Judgement Zone

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being supportive, do your best, Fitbit, friends, goals, no judgements, steps

A while ago, I posted about my new friend Buffy…my Fitbit. You can read it here.

Together, Buffy and I aren’t out to conquer the world. We aren’t out to show people how awesome we are…cause we’re not, we’re just us.

And enough of speaking of my Fitbit and me as “We”.

I still love this gadget strapped to my wrist. I love how she lets me know my heart rate, my calorie burn, helps track my calorie intake (when I tell her what I ate…hehe).

And I have joined a few challenges, where groups see who can get the most steps during the workweek or the weekend.

Then I found my fabulous friend Jolene from The Midnight Society and, well…tweets happened.

1. What I’ve learned this week:

Don’t ever challenge @KathleenPalm to a step challenge. She will destroy you…and your soul. ❤️💀❤️ ~Jolene

2. Don’t worry I’m only TWENTY THOUSAND steps behind @KathleenPalm and it’s only Tuesday. I’m getting owned. ~Jolene

and…

3. I AM ALMOST 30,000 STEPS BEHIND @KathleenPalm LIKE WTF ~Jolene

And we laughed!

4. RIGHT LIKE I HAVE AS MANY AS IT TAKES TO GET TO PIZZA. NO MORE. ~Jolene

And I cheered her to do her best and not to worry I wouldn’t destroy her soul…not all of it.  

Then yesterday two more of my Twitter friends, Rena and Brett, were pulled into our Fitbit conversation.

5. @BookSquirt @KathleenPalm The Fitbit app. We have a challenge going and she is murdering me. ~Jolene

No murdering! *hides bloody knife* 

6. @JoleneHaley @KathleenPalm This is why I won’t add her as a friend on Fitbit. ~Rena

They hesitated to be my friends. Because of my steps. Because theirs weren’t as high… 

No.

BE MY FRIEND! This thing on our wrists does not make us enemies. It makes us each others’ cheerleaders. It helps us be the best us we can be. It’s not about the most steps, those are just numbers and numbers don’t get to rule our lives. Feeling good about ourselves does. Encouraging others, laughing, being together is what’s important.

And we are now ALL FRIENDS and learned that Brett’s grandma walks LIKE EVERYWHERE and is beating us all. I think we’re all smiling now. All happily linked through steppage and technology. I love seeing them as friends on my Fitbit, makes me feel like I am not alone as I go through my day.

All the Fitbit people out there UNITE! Find the way this little gizmo works for you and don’t worry about everyone else. Don’t overthink. Just have fun.

Here in Fitbit land, I have a no judgement policy. Because, I certainly don’t want to be judged.

Maybe let this way of thinking enter every aspect of our lives. We could be happier. It’s life. LIVE IT!

 

Buffy and Me…A New Friendship

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be stronger, Fitbit, health, live longer, thoughts, working out

I have a new friend. Her name is Buffy and she is my Fitbit.

*cue happy music and skipping through fields of flowers*

I got her on Saturday. And as I gazed at her purple perfection I have to admit to being a bit frightened. Technology and I don’t always get along. I like working out, I like to sweat and be strong. But mixing tech in with that?

Hmmm…

However, this little gadget could help me build muscle, be stronger and healthier. It tracks everything. Calories in and out. How many steps I’ve taken. How far I’ve gone. It gives me a report of how I slept, of my heart rate through out the day. So much information I never think about.

So I began on Saturday, set it up and strapped in on my wrist.

Since then she has become a trusted ally and together we shall conquer my fitness goals… to be buff. To be strong. To live to be 100 and be able to continue doing all the things of life.

So, yes, Buffy for buff… but also the whole vampire slaying thing.

Today, we did our first workout together. She let me know how I did, where my heart rate fell in the land of fat burning or cardio. A tingly vibration let me know that I hit my step goal for the day. I have accepted a challenge to see how many steps I can take this week.

I have to admit that, as I ate LOTS of pizza last night, I thought about lying to Buffy. Why does she have to know what I ate? Right? But I logged all the food. Because this friendship is based on honesty, on trust.

Hubs is getting one too, though I doubt he’ll name his. I hope this means he wants the same things I do, to be healthier, to live a long life (with me, so a crazy life, but crazy awesome!).

Off I go on this new, magical journey with my little friend, my ally. To find my potential. To find my strength. To be better. One more step to being the best me.