If you have followed this blog with any regularity, you know I have been pretty faithful to my Fit Bit zip.Through rain, snow, sleet, falls, whatever.
Yesterday,my zip was stuck on 9997.I could have been walking until the cows came home and the number just would not budge off of 9997. So I did what any consumer with a few gray cells would do. I called customer service phone number of Fit Bit and was never treated so rudely by any company. They made a final offer to me of 25% of a new zip.I said that the error was in THEIR equipment, and they WANT me to BUY a new one? Well, it’s not going to happen.I have a iPhone SE which has a health app, and guess what? As of 4:29PM today, I have walked 8532 steps.
See you, FB zip.Have got to give you credit:you DID get me started walking.As someone who is retired, I don’t see why I have to spend money for a new one, when my phone does just as good as you.
P.S. As of 10:17PM, I have 15,281 steps today…just sayin’
There is not enough coolness here to keep us happy**knocking wood that our air-conditioning is still new enough and working**.
I have some large cooked shrimp that I’m going to serve in a salad for dinner, but even as I write this, Kasia peeks behind the curtain to see if we are going out for the afternoon walk.I figure I’d type a little more of this and them try to cajole the girls into going for a brief walk.Zush doesn’t take much heat.She turns around after a while and looks at me as to say, “Can we go home, now?”As I am the type who talks to my fur-girls, I usually tell them it’s just a potty walk and we can go right back.
Far be it from me to go back on my word.
So unless we go someplace air-conditioned, the only way my fit bit zip will see 10,000 steps today is if we go walking in a larger store or something.
It’s too hot to even sweat over something like that.
When I awoke this morning, I got a treat.
A front moved through, and there was a breeze.
Well,as of 4:08PM, I have 13,800 steps.Despite the loss of the 5,000 steps yesterday,I managed to make it past 10,000.That was a little bit of a struggle, but I did it.
It came as a great surprise when I met up with a neighbor this morning after Mass, and we took Kasia with us for a three mile walk.We really breezed through it, even though I had guilt that I left Zush at home: I didn’t feel right leaving her back but I want her to be ok, so we are taking basic walks so she can take care of business.I am selfish and I want her around for as long as possible. Windows were open, fans were on, and I left her a treat, so she was good.
Now all I have to do is go shopping for new fit bit batteries to keep in the refrigerator….
We have another Christmas party to attend tonight.
I am convinced it’s a communist plot to get me out of my Danskin hoodie and make me actually brush my hair and put on some lipstick. After all, I am retired, but, as I constantly say, I have to be in this neighborhood for a long time, so you have to socialize with friends and neighbors.
This social schedule makes me double-time my Fit Bit stepping, and add the fact that it gets darker a little quicker makes it an issue for me. I try to get Zosia’s medicine in her and then we try to go and a decent walk in.Not only does it get my steps in but it gets both girls some exercise and empty tanks, as a rule.
Please be careful, dear reader,if you are out and about, as you realize that alcohol, in some form, is usually at a holiday party.After all, it would be nice to be able to see many more holiday parties for years to come.
One of the drawbacks of having to deal with governmental paperwork is feeling as though I am back in the city stuck in a cubicle.You have to compile all the paperwork to submit, or then to verify and..**sigh**
So in honor of ungluing my butt off this chair, I am going to go, despite the fact I already have my 15,000 Fit Bit Zip steps, and the girls and I are going to go outside.There is nothing of note on cable, which always has me shake my head that there is NOTHING calling my name to watch.In fact, I have Working Girl on as background noise, and after all the times I have seen it over the years, I can probably recite the dialogue by heart.
“I have a head for business, and a bod for sin…anything wrong with that?”
Fresh air waits. See ya!
So I thought it was a normal Wednesday, so I go myself together and got the girls out and then, a study I am participating in Dementia/Alzheimer’s calls. So forget the long walk with the girls, as their study call required me to get home to a quiet spot.
Then I decided that I would try to take the gals out again and what do you think? The phone rings and my next tango with the State of New Jersey was on the line, looking to go twenty rounds with me. Some fun,eh?
Tomorrow we are having friends over for dinner so the girls and I are going to do our stepping in the drizzle in order to catch up a wee bit.
My leg is rebelling.
More precisely, after close to a year of fit bit zipping, my right leg below my knee, is rebelling. Yesterday and today,it has been swollen a bit.
If you remember,or if you are late to the party, I had double knee replacements in March of 2011.So there should be no issues, right?
With the swelling as one part of the Knee-d Bermuda Triangle, the second part would be the medical care.
Oh yeah.Had double knee replacements and have an issue with a leg? Don’t move ninety-some miles away from the surgeon who replaced your bum knees.You see, down here in the boonies, NOBODY wants to deal with your sore leg, as they don’t want to touch someone else’ work.Nice, eh?
The third point of this triangle is the leg itself.I used my head and didn’t do 15,000 steps today: I was babying it a little bit. The leg is somewhat less swollen than it was yesterday, and honestly, pain was really not an issue.It’s just when something gets swollen with your leg, and you know you are smack dab in the middle of your fifties, you get concerned.
Thanks to my friend Kate for a long distance consult.To my other buddies who have heard my tale of woe, thanks to you too. Zush and Kasia still got walked and by using my head, we are hopefully going back down to normal.