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Oct. 29th, 2013 04:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceSo from here to Lucky's and back, including shopping in the aisles, Fitbit rates at more or less a mile, and more or less 2000 steps; which means they rate my pace at 0.88 of a yard, give or take. That's 31.5 inches, rounded around; which is just a little bit more than a Roman pace, and probably true enough for me. Close enough for Chaz, as we like to say around here.
And I just logged another 1500 paces pootling around the house and garden; but enough of this numerical obsession. Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff? Tomorrow we go to England, and not on Shanks' pony. Steps enough, I dare say, and possibly Very Active Minutes (me with two cases to drag, and so forth) - but still. I should address myself to packing and suchlike.
Starting, of course, with fetching my case in from the clubhouse. Steps!
[EtA: it was - of course! - in my closet all the time. Wasted steps! Is that like empty calories? And are they good or bad, I can never remember...?]
And I just logged another 1500 paces pootling around the house and garden; but enough of this numerical obsession. Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff? Tomorrow we go to England, and not on Shanks' pony. Steps enough, I dare say, and possibly Very Active Minutes (me with two cases to drag, and so forth) - but still. I should address myself to packing and suchlike.
Starting, of course, with fetching my case in from the clubhouse. Steps!
[EtA: it was - of course! - in my closet all the time. Wasted steps! Is that like empty calories? And are they good or bad, I can never remember...?]