So it should come as no surprise that I like to count my regular steps, too. I was one of the first owners of the Fitbit and convinced many others that they needed to have one also. That way not only could I count my steps, but I could monitor and compare steps with my "fitbit" friends. That habit spilled over and/or collided with (I really think the other came first) counting calories. I can go through phases where I count every calorie that goes in my mouth....and every calorie burned. I log exercise, walking, swimming, eating. This little jewel can even monitor sleeping habits. People have asked me to help them monitor their health routine but because I can be a bit....INTENSE, I have to be careful. I can go all JILLIAN in that role since I like to count so much.
Remember my little grandson Nathan when I bought him his fitbit? He resembled me strongly in his inclination to count those steps and meet his goal. It's safe to say it did not skip a generation when I get texts like the one shown below from Marissa (#daughter2) who also has a fitbit that came with her mother's OCD label. I must be proud.
It is never enough |
On the other side of that coin, I will admit to counting how many times people use the same word during any given presentation. If I hear it more than a few times - because in the precision of language;.a few can't be counted. Sorry, it's just a habit.
Things I will continue to count on is forgiveness of sins (too many to count
), love and support from my family and friends, my sense of humor (though not always appropriate, it does lighten a dark day) and the ability to step up to the mike and sing when called upon (I know many of you were hoping for that one),
Until next time,
#Iamcountingthedays
#youcancountonme
your pal,
Kari
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