Through trial and error I’ve learned tech-toys make the best birthday prizes, so on Monday last for Someone’s birthday I gave him a Tim-bit.** It seems a hit. Like most successful tech-gifts Someone disappears into them for a few days to learn how they work. All I know about the thing is it is a black bracelet that tracks data to promote health. He tells me it keeps track of how many paces he walks, and it encourages him to do more. It tells him to get up as he has been sitting too long and why don’t he consider getting up and making his quota of exercise. This is fascinating; when I’ve attempted to get him off the couch and away from the TV for the same goals, he throws me mordant looks to kill and exclaims I am not the boss of him. He is spontaneously wanting now to go on longer walks, proudly pointing out how many steps he has done. So what if a plastic band overnight accomplished what I haven’t achieved in years. Who knew? I bought him an electronic nag.
Perhaps the Tim-bit will promote bigger and longer goals in other areas other than weight and cardiovascular fitness. I am not too worried about ‘being replaced by a machine’ but said functions are apparently just the tip of the techno-iceberg of what the Tim-bit can do. My mind boggles. I am too discreet to put into words what about the gizmo which worries me (lest my blog lose its ‘G” rating). The Tim-bit is shaped uncannily like some other bracelet like objects I already possess, which also (in their way) assist and encourage activity. I just hope I still hold the patent on certain functions no device can rival or replace.
** Actually it is called a Fitbit but I can’t seem to remember this. Out of habit I keep referring to it as a Tim-bit. These two objects are at opposite ends of the health universe, but I like the link. Fitbits track of how much to do to burn off the Tim-bits.