Why I took a Fitbit Break

I’ve been a devout Fitbiter since 2016 when I bought a Fitbit Flex 2 as a Christmas present to myself in hopes that it would motivate me to stay fit in the new year. I got sucked in the second I strapped that baby on my wrist and those first few months were intense to say the least. I was walking around my living room at night as we watched tv just to get that 10,000th step in. My poor supportive husband just grinned a bared it. I was a stepping psycho!

This kind of Fitbit obsession is totally normal at the start. If you’re like me, it kind of died down after 6 months or so but I still felt motivated to walk more which was great. I also train at the gym most days of the week but it can be frustrating to still feel inadequate if that damn step count is low. So, after many years of constant Fitbit monitoring, I decided to take a vacation from it.

It actually came about by accident. I had surgery for Endometriosis in early March of this year which meant zero exercise for a few weeks. My finger habitually gravitated to the Fitbit app emblem on my phone, even while being bed ridden and inactive which made no sense so I moved it to the 2nd screen then realized, duh, why am I even wearing my Fitbit right now?? It was doing nothing but making me feel slightly depressed. I threw it in a drawer with the charger while I healed properly but then…lockdown happened.

I considered bringing it back out a month later but I became so content with my daily walks and then in house workouts on my Centr App that I didn’t really have a need for that validation anymore. If anything I enjoy my physical activities more without the extra pressure. Yes, the Fitbit can be such a useful fitness tool and it absolutely made me more conscious of my movements (or lack there of) but I do feel like there comes a point when you kind of ‘graduate’ from needing to track all that. So, will I ever get back on the Fitbit wagon again? Maybe. I think I’d have to hit a serious motivation dry spell though. For now, I’m good.