The Day the iWatch Died

It didn’t really die, although it’s power was kaput. I set it on the recharger last night, and after an hour picked it up and put it on. Went to bed, and woke up to my phone alarm, instead of my watch alarm. My phone alarm is loud and obnoxious, my iWatch alarm is polite and chirpy. So, I checked it. As I looked, its low batter light flickered and went out. Dead, dead as fried chicken. I went to put it back on the charger and discovered the little plug that goes into the block had pulled out. No juice, no watch. I fixed it, put the watch on to charge, and went to breakfast.

Oops

Halfway to yoga class I noticed I’d forgotten to take the watch off the charger and strap it on. Since I wear it all the time, except when charging, I felt a bit naked. And peeved I forgot. I did have my phone with me, but now I wouldn’t be able to record my workout, couldn’t get a preview of messages and emails, and worst of all, couldn’t get live blood sugar readings to track.

I griped about not having my workout recorded and ruining my perfect week. Then I realized—when had I become so dependent on outside validation? Wasn’t the fact I went to yoga and had a workout good enough? Internal validation used to be the norm. Why am I looking to an inanimate object to tell me I did good? Has my brain’s dopamine reward system restructured itself to behaviors necessary to survival include watches, phones, computers, and Grammarly?

These things are giving me feelings of “pleasure and motivation” thanks to the dopamine. It’s not how I want my brain to work. So back to making art, cooking, hanging out in nature, creating things where my internal validation shines through. (We’ll talk about perfectionism another time.)

What about you, have you noticed this trend toward external validation? What are you doing to counter it? Or do we just live with it?

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© 2028 Constance Brewer

One comment

  1. I’ve been resistant to recording my movements forever. There was something about the first Fitbit that irked me and I couldn’t put my finger on it. It’s great to check in with yourself occasionally and make sure you’re doing as much exercise as you thought, but then I had friends who checked their damn steps every single day and walked extra to see that 10,000 step reward pop up (on vacation with us, I might add) and I decided I would never do that.

    Nevertheless, iWatches and other smart watches are fun if you don’t let them take over your life. And they have a lot of efficiency to offer. But your decision to question how tethered your are to it (or any device) is spot on!

    P.S. Glad the yoga is still working for you.

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