It takes a lot more effort that I think it does to get basic levels of exercise.
Some days, the opposite is true. It seems to take hardly any effort to get a lot of exercise.
The upshot is: I can’t judge my level of activity by how I feel.
This is a pretty discouraging thing to realize. Especially after learning how few steps I would log on a typical day.
The best days are the ones where I’m hiking, or going to a festival, or at a convention with ridiculous distances between panels.
The worst days are when I’m stressed and I just sit at my desk all day and then I only want to get home and do nothing.
In between are the days where I let the step tracker tell me it’s time to get up and move around, the days when I actually try to hit the goal by parking farther out or taking another trip around the grocery store.
So I keep the darn thing on, because it makes me better. One day at a time.