Step by Step: On Loving and Leaving the Fitbit
I asked for a Fitbit for my birthday because if that isn’t the time of year to punish myself for the crime of still being alive, then I don’t know what is. But also, I didn’t really think of the Fitbit as a punishment. Rather, I thought of it as the easiest way to reward myself for how active I’d become of late. I’d run my first half-marathon! I got out of the subway on my way to work a whole stop earlier! I took ballet barre classes! I wanted some sort of recordin
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