Musings from...The Diary of Regina the Reluctant Fitbit

Oh good grief!  She went and named me.  It's just like a stray dog...once they name you, they are doing to KEEP you.  I'll never get away.  I thought I had her this morning.  She was moving really slowly and seemed tired.  I was hoping that she had mistakenly taken Advil PM instead of her morning dose of regular Advil, but I wasn't that lucky...  About halfway through the grind she met up with a fellow mall walker and perked up.  Yeah...if I remember correctly, it was this fellow mall walker that first waxed eloquently about  whatever tracker she has.  That does it, if I see that woman tomorrow I am going to trip her good!