Not getting fitter ...

 After such a lot of slow plodding months last year, marked by accidents and illness. one of my resolutions was to get back (at last) to my previous level of fitness. As it was a long term plan I hadn't been out and dashing about during January and February, but by March I'd picked up the pace and my step count. Improved weather and trips out here and there make it so much easier.

But, just before April, things started to unravel again. My husband caught a cold, presumably at the dentist's, and then passed it on to me. Since Covid appeared on the scene we try to avoid crowded places where it seems easy to pick up bugs, so it's a long while since we've had even a light cold - and this one was awful.

We both recovered but grandson came to stay with his usual snuffles, the clocks skipped on hour, and then my youngest daughter came to visit for a late birthday celebration - and brought a different variant of cold virus with her. Still in recovery from the first, I managed to catch this too, and then passed it on to my husband. In all it took about four weeks to feel really clear of lingering coughs and sneezes. 

Once upon a time, I'd have got better and been back to normal in no time at all, but with age I have to admit that recovery takes longer; my energy levels plummet and even my gentle 'round the block' amble of under a thousand steps seems out of the question. Doing jigsaws and eating the world's largest toblerone may help me through the days I've felt bad  but they don't inspire me to get up and active.

Just at this point, when keeping track of my daily exercise would have been useful, my Fitbit decided to give up. At the beginning of April, Fitbit decided to change some of their settings, and my old Flex was unable to cope. After long chats with the Fitbit helpdesk, I reconciled myself to the necessity of buying a new one; but then came the long decision process. Not easy when you've got a cold-addled head, but made slightly easier by Fitbit wiping all my past data. Long story short, I've settled on an entry-level Garmin.

It isn't impressed with me. It recommended just over 5000 steps a day; I did around 1500. Slowly its target has dropped, and my stamina  improved, and we've settled on a compromise of around 3000. 

It's time now to begin this whole get fitter plan again, starting at the beginning with small steps and trying to achieve more. I also sort of hope that it will boost my immunity for the next time viruses come calling