Frazz by Jef Mallett for July 21, 2022

Location, location, location.

I heard of a person who strapped hers on a wiggly puppy…

Impressive that Mrs Olsen wore down her first step counter.

Last time I used my organic step counter I discovered it was 15 steps down into the basement. By remarkable coincidence, it was also 15 steps on the way back up.

My wife has told me about the women in her beading group who wear step counters but wave that arm around while they’re beading so they add “steps” while sitting there.

I’ve always pushed in the accuracy of those things.

I wore one on my waist, but my bf clipped his to the leg of his shorts. His registered more steps, which always ticked me off even though mentally I knew he was only cheating himself.

Have to guess they are somewhere the temps are at least moderate with mid-level humidity. Here in central VA, with 90°+ heat with 70%+ humidity, walking can be dangerous, even without the traffic and the dogs.

I had a mental image of Mrs. Olsen belly dancing her way to fitness (or at least credited steps).

I can wear my fitbit on my ankle if I want to. That works OK but looks a bit weird.

I’ll stick to measuring walks, hikes, rides . . . in miles.Screw these devices that give you “credit” for twittling your fingers!

My wife is an organist. She would wear her Apple Watch when practicing for an hour or two, and come home with the watch claiming she’d walked a couple miles! Especially after doing the more active Bach preludes…

It’s easier to fool technology than biology.

Hula hooping counts as steps, too.

I prefer devices that love to count more. Ah! Ah! Ah!

Mrs. Olsen has the wrong ethnic heritage. If she were Italian, she’d get lots of free steps.

So Mrs Olsen has been cheating.

Hey Jef, no need to explain, should have waited for our minds to figure it out. Sometimes it’s better to make a small percentage of readers super happy, giving the comments a surge of energy, than to explicitly explain the obvious, no matter how unique and funny it is.

Yes, if I could only forget, now that the image has been planted in my mind…

My first Fitbit was one I clipped on my waistband. I sometimes would lose it if I sat in a car.

I used to get 10 steps just putting my pants on.