Clairvoyance — at the office, and also now on my wrist!

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My Coworker > Your Coworker.

My office-mate, Leslie, is just about the greatest thing ever. We’ve been resolved to eating responsibly this January, and I think she can read my thoughts. Normally, we split a can of Progresso Lite soup or something equally conscientious and responsible for lunch. This morning, I was too busy and uninspired to grab some cans from the pantry before leaving for work and was pretty sure we’d exhausted the supply she brought in last time. I decided that when lunch time came, I’d order us some light salads from the restaurant down the street. When eleven o’clock rolled around, I asked her what she’d like on a salad if I ordered in, and she said, “Oh! I forgot to tell you — I was tired of soup so I made us both some salads this morning. They’re in the fridge.” Best. Office-mate. Ever.

She’s also pretty terrific because she even puts up with me then driving her nuts asking about how many grams/teaspoons of this or that does she think she put in the salad so I can log it in my FitBit account. (She gets extra points because my whole big plate of salad and dressing turned out to be only 108 calories. And delicious.) Seriously, I take her for granted. It takes a special brand of kindness to put up with me, let alone be my friend. Leslie wins all the good karma.

MEANWHILE…I HAVE A FITBIT!

FitBit Flex

Yay for FitBits!

After pining after those sporty wristlets for over a year, I finally have a FitBit Flex to call my own. And I love it. (Mostly.) Continue reading

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Fear and Loathing in the WordPress Dashboard

sad faceI spent most of June floating in and out of good intentions. Intentions for nutrition, exercise, fitness, tracking, energy, productivity, and more.

But floating is about all I did. Aside from the random “walk break” here or there or occasional “no thank you” on a sugary treat, I didn’t achieve much of anything. As a result, I didn’t feel like writing invigorating posts about how we all can do this together. We can. We really can. But last month…I didn’t, really.

It was pretty easy to pinpoint the reason for my increasing ennui, but that just means I know what I have to overcome. I still have to ride it out.

Basically, in the last couple of months at work, my boss quit, my boss’s-boss quit, and my boss’s-boss’s-boss quit. And that feels weird as hell.

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