This idea just makes me laugh.  The kids always thought their dad had some type of monitored on me because he could always track me down.

Yesterday I went shopping and because I walk with my hands in my pocket or push a cart, my fitbit didn’t pick up my steps. My retired groom suggested I put the fitbit on my ankle (see the picture below).  So I did. It is now picking up all my steps.  Today I’m doing laundry and since carrying baskets up and down steps tend to keep my arms stationary I usually don’t get my steps all counted. Now, with the fitbit on my ankle all my steps are being tracked.

Sometimes my retired groom has great ideas.  But I wonder what people might think when I start wearing Capri pants and sandals and the fitbit shows.  They could think I’m a criminal on the loose, or in my case just a retired bride being tracked by her retired groom.   LOL.