In my head I’m singing that title along to the tune of “All About that Bass” because that was the end of my night… all about the steps. All about that bass. All about those curves.
I’ve signed up with the Carrot App to get rewards for getting my steps in every day.
It calculates based on the previous week what your average step goal is and adjusts up or down depending on how often you met (or didn’t meet) your goal.
And you get to find friends. And play with challenges. And earn points to your favourite reward program. I choose Petro-Points – I like cheaper gas.
So I challenged someone. The goal is that for 1 week, together we meet our individual goals 10 times. I could do 7 and she does 3. We could each do 5. Or whatever combination works to get us 10 met goals within the week.
Yesterday neither of us met our goal. The day before we both did.
Today… she met hers. I was about 1500 steps to mine. I wanted to meet my goal. I also wanted to sit on my couch snuggled up with the blanket I’m crocheting and just chill for the rest of the night.
We’re watching a show on Netflix, hubby and I. It’s enjoyable. And when the episode we’re watching is over, hubby is like… Another?
Sure. Let’s go to bed, snuggle up and watch another episode of the Ozark.
It’s all about those steps. All about that bass. All about getting my ass off the couch and meeting my goal.
And I did.
I discovered a couple things during that walk on my treadmill.
- I could have walked for another 20 mins past my goal (the hubby was waiting so I didn’t)
- The socks I was wearing are VERY wrong for speed walking. Blisters on my feet man…. blisters on my feet.
- I enjoy being physical. I’m pretty sure this isn’t a new revelation in my life. I just keep forgetting it.
- My plantar faciitis/bruised heel is healing well – I can walk for an hour and I can run again on my treadmill. This excites me – I have goals.
SO it’s all about the steps, bout the steps, no couch potato. It’s all about those steps, bout those steps no couch potato…