I have a new love in my life

Hello, Garmin Forerunner 405CX.

It's a sexy beast. It keeps track of me while I scoot around the block, gives me splits, tracks my heart rate and gives an accurate calorie count. Then, it bundles all this information up and puts it on a nice little graph for my viewing pleasure. There's more it can do, but I did the typical "New Gadget Routine": I ripped it out of the box and slapped it on my wrist. Didn't read any literature, just pressed "start" and hoped for the best. Actually, I did have to do a little set-up, but then I got moving. If your gear doesn't make you do this, you have shit gear. I know this for a fact because I have a lot of shit gear myself. Don't beat yourself up. C'mon, let's hug.

My hubby got this for me for Christmas. He's very supportive of my efforts to drop the LB's. he's never been mean, grossed out, whatever about my being, errrr....husky. However, I owe it to myself to get back in shape like I was pre-kiddos. I want to get healthy, have more energy and blahblahblah. The other part of the picture is that my hubby was never a chubby-chaser. Why should he start now?

I'm not usually one to cling to a material object and hold it so near and dear to my heart; however, I find that I love this watch more than 99% of humanity. That makes me part of the 1% that everyone (who's cool) hates. I don't care. Let them eat cake! I love this friggin watch!

Christmas was great-minus all the barfing. The final tally: 3 of 5 had the stomach flu. A 4th got sick 2 days later. I should have out the watch on while puking to see what kind of workout I was getting. I lost 6lbs that night! Man, I always have great ideas after the fact. Dammit!