Keep on R̶u̶n̶n̶i̶n̶g̶ Walking.
This week, I’ve started using Fitbit, to keep track of my physical activity and encourage me to get more exercise.
To be fair to
myself, I walk a lot, which is par-for-the-course when you don’t drive. I
still feel I can do more. Since getting a bus pass, I’ve got into the habit of
using public transport for journeys I could easily manage on foot, which is a
slippery slope to take; how long will it be before I can only leave my flat through
the roof by winch?
(An impractical
route when you live on the ground floor.)
Things have
started pretty well. I set myself the challenge of 8000 steps a day (a brave
move when I'm in the midst of compiling my tax return, which is a largely sedentary
act). On Sunday I managed 8562, then 6574 on Monday and 6855
today. Despite coming in a little under the last two days, I’ve been reasonably active; it won’t
take much to break my goal.
I’m enjoying it
so far. There’s a sense of achievement when you see what you’ve managed, plus it’s definitely a motivator. That said, I don’t want it to be something else to punish myself over if I don’t manage to hit my target like with this blog or with my meditation; the app that assists me with the
latter told me this morning I’ve managed to meditate every day for a 117-day stretch,
which I’m pleased about, but it won't be the end of the world when I eventually miss it
one day; “Nobody’s perfect”, as the guy at the end of Some Like it
Hot would say.