They're certain that pressing and holding makes it arrive faster.
While I succeeded in attending to and tackling the key priorities I set forth at the day's beginning, I failed miserably at preventing their weight from bringing me down. It was challenging not to feel like I was walking up the down escalator. I kept focused on maintaining my pace and eventually reached the top. But not without seemingly pointless mutterings of anger and expletive laden frustrations. Speaking of pace, although I see a few needs for some minor maintenance, the brief time I spent just getting used to the elliptical left me feeling, for the remainder of the day, slightly optimistic about what seemed to be less of the usual routine hip pain. Could a simple daily effort to get moderate exercise help prevent the sedentary lifestyle's effects on an aging body? Who knew? Between the board meeting and time at the cancer treatment center, I started working to whittle distractions. Deleting apps, purging tracking of legacy devices and people I don't have any reason to stalk, optimizing my watch settings for podcasts and health details, and tinkering with releasing my hold on many things that are more distracting than beneficial to my personal priorities. The more I do, the more I recognize how completely "owned" I am by technology and how distracting it's been and still continues to be. Not everything needs to be instant or automated. Some aspects of life, even something as simple as a daily walk or a duration of time spent working to increase my heart rate, don't warrant tracking every detail, sharing it, or reporting on it. I was reflecting today on my recent solo walk through Vasona and how I'd run a 10k course several times a week in the 80's, not caring at all about anything other than the distance and time, and not so much about the latter. As I age, having my 'vitals' dynamically fed to my primary care team via my watch feels wise, but Apple Fitness badges…? I don't need no stinking badges.