Thursday, February 14, 2013
Tonight I was frantically running around trying to get in at LEAST 10,000 steps. Then I got the bright idea to see how many times I could climb our stairs -- my Fitbit activity page promised me a badge for 10 flights of stairs! Trying to go as quickly as I could, I went up and down six times, took a rest and then went back and did four more. My knees were complaining, I was out of breath and this makes no sense, but I was marvelling at just how out of shape I am and feeling bad about that, but at the same time I was feeling accomplished for doing it. Make any sense?
So my 10 yo DD is watching me, and soon she is running up and down the stairs with me, cheering me on, telling me I could do one more. We ended up bounding up and down the stairs together giggling -- well, if one can giggle when one is completely out of breath.
So I sit down on the couch and am syncing my Fitbit to record all this fabulousness when my DD gets that gleam in her eye. She grabs some paper and says, "Mom, I'm making you a chart." She gestures toward the computer screen and asks me what it is all about. I explain to her that the gadget I was wearing records my steps, mileage and stairs. She makes a note of each on her paper, then busily starts writing away. In about ten minutes she triumphantly declares that she is done and shows me what she was doing. Turns out she has made up a handy week-long chart for me telling me what I am to do each day. Tomorrow she expects that I can beat my steps by adding another 900. She expects me to climb the stairs another ten times then she figures I can boost my activity score by jogging around the house five times. She also believes that weather permitting we can go for a walk in the park. The next day she lowered all the numbers. The day after that she increased them again. She took her chart and posted it on the fridge where I will have to look at it. I asked her since when did she turn into my drill sergeant. She just smiled, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Relax. I'm going to do it with you."
I think I have just met the youngest, meanest fitness trainer on the planet. Probably just what I need!