I Am Forced To Always Move!

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A few weeks ago I upgraded to the new iPhone 5s. Yay! I finally got a bigger screen! Since obtaining this new phone and securing my social status of “being hip with the new tech” (That is such a “dad” thing to say.), I have learned that not only am I required to have my fingerprint scanned to unlock my phone but my phone is also tracking every movement I make. So I was told my one of my coworkers to download the Nike+Move app on my phone. I had no idea what it was but in my constant need to be cool, I downloaded it.

A few days went by and life moved along and I still had not even opened the app. I was still in awe of the new Stumble Upon app I found( Its hours of mindless fun). So one night while my wife was being distracted by an episode of Grey’s Anatomy on the DVR, I got curious and opened the app. I was floored to learn that in the past few days every movement I made was detected and recorded on this app. It showed me that I was not very active compared to the many other people around me. They must all not have a boring desk job like I do or be super human soliders like Captin America. After reviewing the data, I came to the conclusion that I might as well be a bump on the log as I move as much as my gym bag has in the last year more less the past few days.

So I closed the app and went about my business as the motionless fat guy I am. I promised myself I would never look at this app again. We all know that was a lie. The next day my wife and I took K-Dub to the pumpkin patch and afterwards I was exhausted. We got home and a crashed on a chair in the living room. While my daughter was distracted by Princess Sophia on TV I opened my phone and again like a curious cat, I opened the Nike+Move app again. This time I had doubled the daily average from yesterday.

Since that day I have been on a constant mission to move more. Yesterday I went outside on my breaks and lunches at work and walked around the building. After I left work I dusted off my gym shorts and ran 3 miles on the treadmill. So to make the story short, I have been on an eagar quest to beat myself. To move and win. Whats the prize? I have no clue. Maybe its the satisfaction of knowing that I improved myself or the fact that one day my ass won’t giggle as bad. Stay tuned.

Author: tfun2662

I am 30 something year old and I love to write about everything!

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