For about a year, my FitBit was a toy that I wore religiously but didn’t adhere to. I would look at my stats and think “Neat!” and immediately put them out of my mind. I have since learned how to use it effectively and actually get good results! Yet a part of me must have chafed at the constant monitoring. When it broke, it was like reliving the first time living alone: pants off, fridge open, no judgement. I felt so free!