We went for a walk in the lovely warm afternoon light. I wish I were motivated by such a pure desire as experiencing the moment. Instead, it was because I got this Misfit Shine fitness tracker and it is kicking my butt. On days I go to the gym, I easily meet my goal, but when I skip the workout, I have to focus on getting more exercise. Which is sort of the point of these devices. I’ve only had it a week and I have met the goal every day (yay me). I’m still thinking about how I feel about being so motivated by this external object.
On our walk into the piñon/juniper uplands nearby, we observed flocks of robins, the first of the year. They call them the harbingers of spring, because it ain’t spring yet. But seeing a robin is as reliable an indicator as the lengthening days and the increasing number of eggs from the hens that spring really is going to come back around.
The geese already have spring fever. We added some nest-making material into their pens for the hens. The books all say they will know what to do with it. The ganders are squabbling, which they have never done before. Jack drove Ike into the electric fence the other morning and I was late to spin class because I had to rescue him. He managed to weave his neck through five wires of the electronet before I got to him. He’s no worse for the wear and has stopped hissing at me. We still haven’t seen any preferences for pairs yet. Maybe this is such a tight group they’ll just form a polyamory family and be done with it. In a couple more weeks we should know more about domestic goose pairing than I really care to imagine.
The bees were out today too. I can’t blame them, it was 50 deg. But winter isn’t over yet: it’s supposed to snow next weekend. I wonder how the Misfit Shine will count snowshoeing. Surely that gives extra credit? Let’s hope we get enough snow to find out.