Wisdom, Knowledge and the Value of Cheap

I feel that since many of us here are sharing our experience, wisdom and knowledge to help each other out on our journeys, let me impart a little of my new-found wisdom to you all.  Cause I am wise and wonderful that way, dontcha know?

I was all stoked and excited about really making it work with my pedometer situation.  I even bought one that was “fancy-schmancy“, remember?  All those really cool functions that I don’t even look at or use, like the time, my age, my weight…and other fun, really confusing stuff.  Stuff that made it super-cool, therefore something I just HAD to have.  Just in case other people walking by me might have X-Ray vision to see that super awesome pedometer clipped to my pants, under my sweater, under my jacket and whisper to each other with hushed awe as I walk past.

Most amazing pedometer I have ever seen!

Well, today I was determined to blow that goal of 10,000 steps right out of the water!  It was -10 today and I walked a lot for being out in that cold.  Without a hat, mitts or a scarf.  Because I am invincible!  Except for when I am not.

About 3/4 of the way through said walk, I went to check my pedometer.  Not there.  I froze on the spot (well not literally…I said it was -10, not -100).  I unzipped my jacket, completely oblivious to other people around me, likely wondering what kind of nutter I was, standing there, open-jacketed, patting myself down.  It was gone.  Gone, gone, gone, she been gone how long?  I had no idea.

Not my actual pedometer; I cannot take a picture as it is gone forever. Bye, bye my little friend.

So, I retraced my steps, which included going back into a little gourmet shop I had checked out along the way.  The gal in the shop was all concerned and looked around as well.  And I didn’t even tell her it was fancy-schmancy…she was just that nice!

Not there.  I walked the entire route backwards to look for it….er…back the way I came…I wasn’t backwards.  I already entertained enough people when feeling myself up in search of my pedometer.

I never did find it.  I think I definitely, possibly surpassed the goal for the day.  But I got really, really cold.  And sad.  I was mostly sad, guys.

Have you seen my pedometer?

 

The wisdom I want to impart to you all is this:

Buy the cheap-ass pedometer.