My purple FitBit Charge 2 sits abandoned in my desk drawer, a pitifully blinking battery icon blinking up to let me know it needs to be put on its charger. Maybe I will again one day.
Last week, I tore it off it a rage. For the third time in as many months, the stupid tab on the band had chafed my wrist to the point of bleeding, Aside from its terrible design, the face is scratched from gentle to moderate use. Whether I'm slipping off the climbing wall or just brushing by a hand towel, I can't seem to not damage the oversensitive glass face. But what's worse than all of that is the constant phantom buzzes and pulses I feel when I don't need to, either from nonexistent phone calls or reminders to get up and move even if I've already hit my step count for the day. All reasons why I just decided to say fuck it and toss the damn thing aside for a while.
Wearables suck. Either they're useful and bulky, or slim and pointless. My FitBit was only good for activity tracking and text/phone call notifications. Of course, it did none of these things well. One frigid winter day I wound up hitting my step count after hours of knitting and see the aforementioned phantom call buzzing. The Charge 2 didn't give me notifications for Slack or GroupMe. The Blaze does, but I'm not spending upwards of $200 on that ugly hunk of awkward metal. I mean, I could splurge and buy an Apple Watch, but that 1 only works with iPhones and I'm more than likely getting a Galaxy 7 or 8 in the next few months; 2. the battery lasts at best a day; and 3 it's overpriced and underperforms. So upgrading is out of the question.
Maybe I'll find new interest in my FitBit someday. But until then, in my desk it stays. Good riddance.