After a few months of considering fitness trackers, I finally made my decision. There are so many out there and I wasn’t sure I really *needed* one. I really don’t NEED one. This is a First World issue, let’s be clear. I eat well, I exercise 6x/week…why the desire for a fitness tracker?
I wanted to know my stats. As I age, I’ve become hyper aware of changes metabolically. What’s my heart rate? Resting pulse? Calories burned?
Willey purchased this for me for Mother’s Day. Early. How did he know? Wink, wink, nudge, nudge. I am very happy with it and have had two – no, three – unexpected benefits from it. Aside from learning my heart rate is at an optimum level for exercise and my age, I can see how much sleep I had the night before. And as I track it, it has become very clear to me that I need 8 hours for an excellent day and that I rarely sleep 8. Let’s get more sleep, people!
Secondly, the red bar across the top warns me when I’ve been sedentary for an hour. This doesn’t happen often, but when I see the red bar, I get Opal and go for a walk. I am definitely more active in general now that it’s on my wrist.
Thirdly, it’s a watch. I used to search my bag for my phone to check the time. Now I check it old school (sort of)!
Cleaning is a must – I wash it with damp, soapy rag and wipe it down with a dry cloth. I also use some alcohol. Here is a great (short) video on the proper way to clean your fitness devices from Live Science: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEylhRZSuOc
Don’t forget to clean your chest strap, too.
“Mom, it’s ugly.”
“I don’t care. It does what I want.” I refuse to spend an extra $100 for aesthetics!
If you’re on the fence about getting one, I think you don’t have to spend a lot and your dog will thank you.