BABY STEPS

MY PHONE’S SNEAKY COUNTER HAS ME HOOKED ON POUND­ING THE PATH TO FIT­NESS

The Weekend Post - Cairns Eye - - Reckon - WORDS // CHANTAY LO­GAN

I’d like to be fit­ter. I should def­i­nitely drink less cof­fee. And I prob­a­bly should stop pick­ing the green things out of my sal­ads. Yet, in the spirit of not set­ting my­self up for dis­ap­point­ment, I skipped the New Year’s res­o­lu­tions this year in favour of vague good in­ten­tions.

The guilt-free thing was work­ing out well un­til – mid­san­gria ses­sion – I stum­bled upon the step counter on my iPhone.

It’s the lit­tle white app with the red heart. And it re­ally took the fun out of the next round of tacos.

The ex­er­cise ev­i­dence – or lack thereof – stretched back more than a year. There it was in cold, hard numbers. All this time Ap­ple had been watch­ing me. At first I was in­dig­nant. What else does it know about me? How dare my tech­nol­ogy judge me?

But numbers do not lie and I was gen­uinely shocked.

While 10,000 steps has be­come a com­monly ac­knowl­edged goal for daily fit­ness – and I breezed through twice that on an av­er­age week­end – I barely cracked 1000 on week­days.

The days at the desk, lunch aldesko and crash­ing on the couch at night have added up to some se­ri­ously de­press­ing fig­ures. Ex­perts of­ten say that ac­count­abil­ity is the key to stick­ing to your goal guns.

While I re­ally re­gret telling my col­league I wanted to lose weight (can a girl not just in­no­cently visit the vend­ing ma­chine for some win­dow shop­ping without get­ting shamed?), know­ing my phone is judg­ing me has proved sur­pris­ingly mo­ti­vat­ing.

I’m walk­ing be­fore and af­ter work, tak­ing the stairs and not driv­ing the 100m from my front door to the cafe.

There’s some­thing about watch­ing that tally tick ever higher that’s ad­dic­tive; the in­stant grat­i­fi­ca­tion.

Ev­ery lit­tle bit counts – even that trip to the kitchen for a sneaky ex­tra cof­fee.

THE EX­ER­CISE EV­I­DENCE – OR LACK THEREOF – STRETCHED BACK MORE THAN A YEAR. THERE IT WAS IN COLD, HARD NUMBERS

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