Filling the Gap in HR services: Incurably itchy wrist
I bought myself a new Fitbit for Christmas.
I kind of had to, because I lost my old one at the end of last year, and while health is actually the point of exercise, turning it into a competition makes me far more likely to engage with it!
I didn’t want one of the big watch ones.
In fact I didn’t want a watch at all, I wanted something to clip onto my belt.
You see, I haven’t been able to wear anything on my wrists for any length of time for years; since the children were born.
I used to love watches, that was my reward when things went well at work: buy a new watch.
But as soon as Frances and Christopher came along, all of a sudden I couldn’t wear a leather strap, nor metal or plastic, without developing an incurably itchy wrist.
Gold bracelet? Nope.
