I lost my Fitbit.
It was the simplest model.
No bells or whistles.
I liked having that bit of reminder on my wrist
that silently reminded me that I had to keep going.
And happily celebrated my little victories each day.
I know I had it on when I was frying over Texas.
But I don’t know what happened to it once I landed in Tennessee.
I’m sad.
So I will keep peddling, not for sure how far I’m going.
And I will pout!
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