We’ve all been there. We’re on a good streak of working out and then . . . we lose all momentum.
I stopped making New Year’s resolutions a long time ago.
As the year ends, I could look back at all my failures and resolve to do better this upcoming year. Or, I can look back and focus on all the things I did right.
This is as good a time as any to thank you. Whether this is your first time visiting my site or you come here often, you motivated me this year. Your positive comments kept me going. Chronicling parts of my life online made me accountable. And, brainstorming blog post ideas kept me inspired.
Until about a year ago, I hadn’t worn a watch since 1998. For the first few weeks, wearing my Apple Watch felt uncomfortably strange. Now, not only does my wrist feel naked without it, I actually panic when I forget it. The Apple Watch is so much more than a watch. In fact, I rarely use it to tell time.
Whenever I see someone wearing an Apple Watch, I approach them. “Do you love it?” I’ll ask. Usually, I get the same answer: “Honestly, I don’t know what to do with it.”
That response is the inspiration behind this post.
Note: I have the Apple Watch Series 2. The newer version, the Series 3, has cellular capability. Apple no longer carries the Series 2 but if you are interested in that one, you can still purchase it on Amazon or get a great deal on eBay. Target carries them too. I have no complaints with the Series 2 and don’t want the additional expense of adding to my cell phone plan.
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5 Reasons I Use My Apple Watch Every Day:
After publishing my first Instagram Story, I had a thought. Much of my “story” that day featured photos of food and coffee. (My kids had an unexpected early dismissal, can you blame me?) My story ended before dinnertime and so did my willpower.
Somehow, it has become the norm to photograph our food and share it on social media. But what if we chose to photograph each meal, snack, every glass of wine and all the times we carelessly tossed leftover food from our children’s plates into our mouths? Would we want to share these photos? Would we want people to comment?
If I took a moment before eating and paused to take a photo of my meal (whether or not I actually shared the image with anyone), would I rethink my food choices? What if I stopped counting every little calorie (and my resulting craziness that ensues) and focused instead on the visual presentation of the food before me? Would I lose weight?
I decided against bombarding everyone’s social media feeds with my photos. Could you imagine the subsequent unfollows and defriending that would occur?