An Ode to My Slackertracker

Some people call it a Fitbit, but I think of it fondly as my Slackertracker. That’s its purpose for me.

If I was engaging in enough fitness to track, I wouldn’t need the Fitbit.

No, I need the Fitbit because Fatty likes to sit at home and eat pizza while watching TV.

So Fatty wears a Slackertracker.

Fatty wears Slackertracker so he can see that he never made a single flight of stairs today (despite not living on the ground floor).

Fatty wears Slackertracker so he knows he didn’t earn that pint of ice cream (and it was delicious).

Fatty wears Slackertracker to remind him that walking down the hall is not adequate exercise (even if you walk really fast for 10 seconds).

Yep, Fatty has a Slackertracker.

-Q

#ihaterunning

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