Self: looks at forecast, notices imminent rain, decides to take the car instead of walking a mile to the train
Fitbit: "What? You're scared of a little rain? You don't own a raincoat? Maybe you're gonna melt. Yeah, that's it."
Fine, Fitbit. I will walk to the train, in the rain, in my lovely raincoat, and I will not actually melt.
P.S. Also, I woke up a little stiff this morning, so instead of stumbling to the kitchen for immediate dosage with tea as I normally would, I did twenty-five toe-touches and twenty-five jumping jacks. What is WRONG with me?