It’s them January blues, again

Or how my fitness watch made me irrationally angry

Sunday night I barely slept. Apparently laying in bed reading a book until after 2 a.m. registers as “light sleep” on the fitness watch which assured me that I had 6 hours of sleep when I know it was half that amount. I know it was because I routinely looked at said watch to see what time it was and calculating if I could just fall asleep NOW, I’d have X hours before my alarm goes off.

Photo by Luke Chesser on Unsplash

I’ve luckily escaped insomnia like this for a while between pain meds and muscle relaxers. Coming off of those has provided me a reminder of how fickle my sleep can be because until this night I’d had many good nights of solid sleep.

As part of recovery, I got another fitness watch. I like smugly ignoring the buzzing reminders that I should get up and move around, and then realizing that I have to go to the bathroom so have to get up and move around anyway. Yeah, it seems to have synced with my bladder.

Like all standard fitness devices, this will also track some details of your sleep. Sadly, it cannot ascertain the difference between laying in bed reading and sleeping such that when I awoke and tapped open the app on my phone, it said I have nearly seven hours of light sleep.

I know it was simply the lack of sleep that pissed me off looking at the false readout. The only device that could accurately track my sleep might be my mobile. After all, isn’t a mobile device the blankie for the over 13 crowd?

The fitness tracker otherwise is serving it’s purpose. It’s allowed me to set reasonable goals in recovery. Something that’s fairly new to me. But, what I know is that right now if I get between 2000–3000 in a day, I’m feeling pretty good. The few days I’ve hit 4000+ I felt good, but knew it hit my upper limits.

The struggle has been the cold weather, rain, and/or snow. It’s harder than one might think to get a minimum 2000 steps in the house without going loopy. As I noted in my earlier post, I had been contemplating a treadmill, and decided today after research to order one. Hopefully I can get more consistency after next week. I’d rather walk slowly on a treadmill listening to an audio book or the music Joey doesn’t care to hear than freeze my ass off outside. The same can be noted in the summer when it’s 90 and humid.

In the meantime, I have decided to not let the tracker data trigger me into fits of anger that cloud the day, unnecessarily compounding frustrations.

Song of the day: Reboot the Mission, The Wallflowers ft Mick Jones




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Nikki Barr

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Normal human in an extraordinaire world. Memoir / Humor / Just Life

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