After wondering what all the hubbub was about, I finally took the plunge. Yes, a couple of months ago, I became the proud owner of a Fitbit. Sure, we could debate whether I bought this for noble purposes, or if I bought it strictly to pretend I was Michael Knight talking to K.I.T.T., but I digress.
This investment has been really good for me as I seek to keep on the weight loss trail. It’s not that I wasn’t exercising before, but each day, I find myself wanting to ‘beat the Fitbit’ in whatever category. I mean, really, who wants to be bested by a machine, especially one that fits on your wrist?!
The other day, I made the ginormous error of leaving the house without putting on my Fitbit. As I walked around town a bit, and as I did the Walmart ‘dance’ of crisscrossing the store repeatedly, the thought hit – “Oh man! All this walking doesn’t even count. These are worthless steps!”.
Yes, I quickly came to my senses. The steps I was taking were good. They were helping me. Just because I wasn’t wearing the fancy-schmancy tech gear on my wrist didn’t mean the steps were worthless. I just have gotten used to seeing with my own eyes how much my steps matter.
After I got back home in K.I.T.T. – um, I mean our family car – I found myself thinking about the steps I take as a husband and dad. I thought about how I don’t want to take any ‘worthless’ steps in the areas of my life I treasure more than any amount of gold. I thought how helpful it would be to have a Fitbit showing me the impact of my steps.
And as the proof ran towards me when I came in the door, I realize that I do. There is no place else that I can see how my steps as a dad and husband matter than in Sara and my three incredible children. Each day, I can see in their faces if I’m getting it right, or if I’m missing the mark.
I can directly see when I am taking worthless steps – choosing a Yankees’ game over helping with the dishes, keeping my phone too close when my son wants to tell me about his day, playing video games those few extra minutes too long. And I can definitely see it in those same faces when I’m making my steps matter! It shows in the faces of those I dearly love, and I feel it in my own heart.
The longer I walk with Jesus, the more attuned I am to the internal “GPS” He has given me. It’s His voice that tells me what is the best use of my time, how to be the best dad I can be, how to love Sara the way she deserves. And it’s a fantastic feeling when my head hits the pillow that night and I hear Jesus whisper, “Good job today”, and then as He challenges me to do even better the next day.
So, I guess it’s pretty simple – whether when I’m out walking, or focused on my family, I want my steps to count!