In a bit, I’ll be fit. Or so the folks at Fitbit would have me believe.
My daughter loves her Fitbit and suggested I would too. So I picked one up at the PX. Didn’t realize they came in sizes and I inadvertently grabbed a small. Which just barely fit around my wrist. So I exchanged it the next day for the large size which is much more comfortable. Then the battery gave out half-way through my walk and I was “fit” to be tied. Gave it a full charging overnight and today it carried me through my entire walk. Actually, the battery is supposed to be good for 5 days of “normal” use. Hope so. It’s still showing “fully charged” so far.
The Fitbit has some nice features. In addition to steps, miles, time-elapsed, and calories (all functions my phone app has) the Fitbit measures stairs as well as heart rate. I’m happy to report my resting heart rate is usually in the 70s (although at this precise moment it is 83) and anything under 100 is considered normal. I checked on the internet and my maximum heart rate should be 160 (220 minus your age is what I read). When I finished climbing the steps to the top of Namsan yesterday my heart rate was 147, so I guess that’s about right too.
Another thing Fitbit does is send you these motivational badges for achievement. Like my recognition for having some ups and downs on Namsan. This is the Roller coaster badge for exceeding 125 floors. And according to my Fitbit from the bottom to the top of Namsan by stairs is the equivalent of 83 floors…
This is the “Classics” badge for exceeding 25,000 steps which I received for my Han river stroll today. Big whoop, I did over 30,000 yesterday.
Anyway, it’s not a bad tool and given my misfortune with phones it should be a more reliable resource for keeping track of my highway pounding rituals.
Friday night I played in a dart tourney in honor of Mat’s birthday.
Drew his wife as my partner and we pulled out a second place finish!
The reward for my Saturday climb…
Bacon cheeseburgers baby!
I ended the night at the Grand Ole Opry.
Country style!
There were spinning some fine country tunes, but not the one I was really feeling…
Up early this morning. Laundry and cooking. And this is what I cooked.
Two chickens in the pot are better than one in the bush…
Falling right off the damn bone…tasty!
Facebook shared this memory today. I’d like to sit down and have a long talk with that young man…
Wife number 1 and my two sweet kids…
And one more weekend is in books.
Well I’m back again for another night
Of trying to break free from this sadness that I can’t lay to rest
This old honky-tonk sure does feel like home
And the music with the laughter seem to soothe my loneliness
Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
From the memory that’s driving me lonely, crazy and blue
It helps me forget her, so the louder the better
Hey mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose