Oh, today was full of besst things.

My kitchen floor is clean, I made the besst pasta fagioli for dinner, I had a righteous moment of indignation with my local politicians (see tomorrow for details!), but most of all I did this:

Those solid lights are my Fitbit telling me that I got at least 10,000 steps in today. For the record, on top of doing housework (see ‘clean kitchen floor’ above), that took about an hour of walking to get there.

Not only did I do that, I let myself get egged on by Fitbit and their institutionalized peer pressure. My pals’ step counts are posted on a communal site, and one of them kept passing me. I’d pass her, she’d pass me, I’d take Elmer for a walk.

Good times.

What is the Besst project? And why is it called Besst?

© E. Stocking Evans 2014