So yet another wonderful benefit of my current full-time employment popped up in my professional email inbox. The company I work for has what I guess is a partnership with another company that specializes in back health. After filing out a questionnaire, I qualified to participate in the program to help with my chronic problem child of a left hip.
A few weeks later, I received my kit, which consisted of a mini tablet, two sensors, one for my mid-thigh and the other for my mid-calf, a few exercise bands, a tablet stand and lots of pamphlets of how to set everything up.
Like everything technological, there was a glitch. Confusing the situation, the error message read, “Network error.” At the time, I took it at face value. So, I checked that the tablet was connected to wifi. I had other things connected to wifi and was running well. I turned off the firestick just in case. I restarted the tablet. Same error message.
Instead of wasting more time on it, I repacked everything in the case, then emailed their customer service to report the malfunction. Since it was still a perfectly wonderful Sunday afternoon, I moved on to another leisure activity.
I heard back from them on Tuesday, given that Monday was a holiday. They needlessly reminded me of my login email. I just laughed. Once again, I’d have to run IT myself. Of course, that would have to wait until the following weekend. I had no mental bandwidth to screw around with it. Plus, I didn’t have any pressing reason to get it up and running.
By Friday after work, I figured why the hell not? Funny thing, technology. Despite the fact that the tablet was connected to wifi, I had to take the extra step and add the device’s IP information to a list. In layperson’s terms, I introduced the wifi to the device before they would dance. Just to make sure the connection was good, I put in my blog address.
Next thing, I was doing some Level 1 hip exercises. As corny as it sounds, I enjoyed the layout of the program. It displayed an woman avatar who had the sensors on her right leg to mirror what I did with the sensors on my left leg. Since the whole set of exercise takes less than 10 minutes, I easily incorporated them into my daily routine.
I sped read through the short articles, which follow the exercises, and have never once written any feedback. Quite odd for someone who claims to be a writer, but I’m saving myself for that moment, when the cumulative daily routine adds up to a pain-free existence.