A while ago, I wrote a slightly rant-y, slightly tongue-in-cheek piece for HuffPo on fitness trackers and mental health (“Counting Steps and Staying Sane in the Suburbs“).
The gist of the piece is this: I walk whenever I can. Right now, for instance, I’m typing at a coffee shop in my small town where I live. But someone might (will probably) call me on the phone, and I’ll step outside to take the call. But instead of sitting on the bench outside the door to talk on the phone, I will walk up and down the wide sidewalk, exercising. (And, since I’m goal oriented, this walking will get me more steps on my fitness tracker.)
But I’ve started to notice something over the past months since I’ve been walking whenever I can. Sometimes people don’t understand why someone would want to walk.
They just think it’s weird.