FitBit Blues

A poem dedicated to my Fitbit.

I have a trusty Fitbit it likes to keep me trim

I have a trusty Fitbit it likes to keep me trim

I have a trusty Fitbit it likes to keep me trim
It puts me on the treadmill so walking’s not a whim.

Ten thousand steps my daily goal is harder than it seems
So I find my feet still walking even in my dreams.

Competing with my Fitbit friends who want to stay in shape
It makes me walk around and round till neighbors stop to gape.

And as my Fitbit cracks the whip and round and round I go
My footsteps echo in my mind like a Broadway tap dance show.

So if you buy a Fitbit and think that you can skive
Did you know it emails you to give you added drive?

It also sends reminders when its battery’s running low
Or congratulations: only two thousand steps to go!

So if you have a Fitbit and think that you can rest
Beware, it logs your footsteps and sets skivers extra tests.

I had a trusty Fitbit it tried to keep me trim
But these feet ain’t made for walking so now I’ve joined the gym.

Photo Credit: Pixabay

I’ve lost 10kg since Jan but now dropped back to 8kg. Gotta get walking!

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3 responses to “FitBit Blues

  1. Now I know why I don’t have a fitbit . . . tho’ the need may well be there 🙂 !

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  2. What a great poem Carole. I have a fitbit that I no longer use, as I don’t have the inclination to walk 10 thousand steps either…I sometimes use it to see if I’m sleeping well 🙂

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