For Christmas in 2016, I asked for a Fitbit. I was given a Fitbit Flex, one of the least fancy versions of the range.
But it does its job well – I use it principally to try to encourage myself to do more steps every day, and it gives me the data I need to try to meet that goal.
But this is not about the little Flex “pebble” which does the measuring – it’s about the poxy plastic wristband that came with it. Continue reading