All I wanted for Christmas was a pedometer. . . yes, a little doo-dad that clips to my waistband and records all the steps I’ve walked in a day.
I’m not normally a gadget-y type of person, but, I thought it’d be interesting to see how close I get to the 10,000 “recommended steps” a day.
I am failing miserably:
Day One: 3,602
Day Two: 3,755
Day Three: 1,011
Day Four (today): 2,189 (so far)
OK, first: what the hell happened on Day Three? Second, did you do the math and see that it takes me four days to get to my “10,000 recommended steps a day”?
I thought that a pedometer would be validating—it would show me that all those flights of stairs I climb every day, all that running after the kids, all the cleaning, cooking, laundry, errand running. . .all these things were adding up to a healthier me. Instead, I see that I am a long way from my goal.
So, if you see me, and I’m pacing back and forth like a stressed-out tiger, please understand that I’m just racking up the miles. . .er, steps.
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