I have a confession to make. This post is ridiculously late. OK- no ridiculously, more like two weeks BUT my reason is ridiculous.
I was afraid of it.
I recently became a Best Buy Blogging Board Member and Ambassador, which is total yay!ness. They sponsored my entire trip and stay to BlogHer (because they are awesome like that) and while there we had a lovely dinner and I got to sit down and really chat with our fearless leader. But also while there, we got out beginner’s kit of sorts. We were given some of the products we will be reviewing over the year. I was very excited until they pulled out the one item I had seen a lot of bloggers wearing lately- the FitBit Ultra.
No, it wasn’t gonna give me bad hair. It wouldn’t make me break out in some monster rash nor would it take over my brain (although imagine reviewing THAT- “It is awesome. It rocks. Go buy it now.” heh). However, what it would do is measure and track every.single.step. I take…or my fear, shout at me about just how much I don’t do, and basically shove in my face that it was my fault that I was overweight. It would tell me just how much (or in my case, how little) sleep I actually get. It’s one thing FOR ME to joke about these things, but to have a device actually track and tell me the complete utter truth, is scary. Because then I would have to do something about it, and let’s face it, I don’t need to add one more thing to do. Us moms are like that- always something to do, never the time to do it.
So… even though I have had the product for about a month, I JUST took it out of the box like.. oh, last night. I read the quick and easy 4-step instructions and got myself set up in, literally, about a minute.
Then I did what had been dreading since I first saw it. I put it on.
As predicted, it was very late and I was very tired. So the very first reading was my sleep pattern. I awoke in the morning and did my usual routine and now, decided to take a peek into my results. I cringed. CRINGED I tell you. My work is very sedentary and today, we didn’t have much running around to do. But really, minus the pickup/drop off of the little one…my day is kinda the same, especially when I am on a billion deadlines. But instead of just sitting here and being upset over what the FitBit said to me, I realized instead of being afraid of my results, I would change them.
No I am not about to run out and train for a marathon. But I am going to do the little things like… take a walk around the block. Use the treadmill at the Y. Park further away from the store or mall when I go. Not use my car to go a block away. Maybe actually get to bed before the sun starts rising (baby steps). The FitBit is not something to fear, in fact, while I am not 100% there yet (still grumbling about seeing how much I suck), I am looking forward to the day where I embrace it and say- hey, this little thing changed my life.
Maybe it will change yours.
Disclosure: The reviewer has received compensation for this post in the form of the reviewed product or a gift card. All opinions are 100% the reviewer’s and have not been influenced in any way.