I don’t wear a watch. However, I do have a fit bit. And, that is typically how I track whether I have a tan or not. It’s not rocket science. It’s not even that thrilling of a tidbit. It just is.
As I was pacing while on a teleconference, I came to pull off my fitbit. I suppose I was antsy. I fidget a ton. Many have noticed that. The first time I was told that I fidget I was doing a live panel broadcast and someone texted me that they could see my legs shaking a lot. They encouraged me to not be nervous. I wasn’t at all. I knew my stuff. It is just that I fidget. I fidget a lot.
These days I fidget even more than usual. Hence, I pace and throw my fitbit to and fro. As I took it off I looked down at my arm. I had a tan line. My mind wandered off the conversation at hand. I could feel myself scrunching up my face. I had no idea how I still had a tan line.