Dear Miss Vivo:
It was all very innocent -- you are, after all, a 49th wedding anniversary present from my Darling Wife Allyne -- but our first night together went well, shocking as that might sound.
It was only hours before that we had connected, and totally synchronized, and I shared with you a lot of my personal information. I did not receive yours in exchange, but I suppose you have a journal you will be sharing.
If I may say so, you have a slender and graceful form, but I must add that I am not used to my wrist being held so tightly when I go into Sleep Mode.
Yesterday morning, you reported just one interruption in my night's sleep. That must have been when I woke up and tuned in Bob-FM, 104.9, for some varied but soothing music. Let me assure you, it wasn't that I needed distraction from you holding so tightly onto my wrist. On Night Two, I slept soundly and now have your computerized report to confirm that.
Vivo, it is going to be wonderful for you to be my wife-approved companion 24/7, but because I work so much on the computer to supplement my retirement income, it is going to take some getting used to when you squawk and wave red flags in front of me every time (about every hour) you think I have been inactive too long.
The first time you did that, I walked to the kitchen and ate a cookie. I am pretty sure that's not what you had in mind, because you have hinted that I could benefit from losing a few pounds. (Actually, more than a few -- and you haven't just hinted; you've given me a whole chart of projected losses.)
Look, maybe you could program in a celery-and-carrots app for me, and toss the cookies and chips.
Yesterday afternoon, I did better when you beckoned. I grabbed my walking stick and trekked around the yard several times, stopping to feed the birds, water the plants, and refresh the birdbath. That turned off the inactivity alerts.
I think we will have happy times, Vivo, as we count steps we take together and calories I burn and even the quality of my sleep. Do we need to add one of those monitors that strap around my chest so you can listen to my heart, too? Or do you just know that my heart is true without requiring electronic verification?
Because of all you are going to do for my fitness, I think I will just call you Vivofit2. If would be even more wonderful if some day a Sadiedawg2 came along to join us on walks long and short during the day.
Give my regards to your parents at Garmin. And join me in wishing my wife a Happy Anniversary later this week. Do you have an app for that?
© Robert G. Holland 2015
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