Dear Fitbit, tiny little piece of technology that knows my steps, I think it’s time we break up. I don’t think I can continue with you along my wrist much longer. You are too flaky, I can’t rely on you for too long and I don’t think I can trust you. You are forever needing to be charged and too often I forget to put you on, so where does that leave me? With missed steps galore! If I don’t put you on, do my steps not count? Does the sweat dripping from my forehead mean less because you weren’t around to count as my wrist flicked back and forth during my routines, during my walks, during my chores? Does it not matter? Yes it does! You were a great motivator when I needed it. You used to make me feel special, you’d send me little messages and badges, the achievements were noted but then we grew apart and you weren’t feeling my heart. I thought we could manage to keep our flame going with bands of different colors yet nothing really changes but your skin. Inside you are still that little flaky piece of technology and I don’t think I can bear you anymore.
Or at least I don’t know if I want to.
I need some newness in my life, more action, more accuracy. I think I need to move on, thank you for being my little motivator for a while. It was great while it lasted but alas I must find something more, I need more action in my life and you’re too boring. I may still utilize your techie brain but we can’t be serious anymore. I’m gonna go back to my polar watch, it last’s longer and it provides me with better info, like the number of calories burnt and heart rate. I think you’ll agree he’s got you beat. I’ll still keep you around but I just don’t love you anymore. Until next time little fitbit.
I hear you I always forget to wear my fitbit and I notice it is not that accurate at all, sometimes I wonder why I am still wearing it!