Nike Fuel: Review

Since I began running, yoga, and blogging, people pretty much only get me presents that are within that general sphere of gifts. I love it.

adore being a girl and I truly love girly things, but becoming an active person makes me feel pretty Sasha-Fierce. The people that love me know this and support this growing trend.

One of my gifts this year was the Nike Fuel band. I actually bought this for my dad for Hannukah this year and he was pumped about it. At 54 the guy runs a minimum of three miles a day with weights attached to his body and goes on 20+ mile long bike rides on the regular. Yeah, he’s one of those people. Who would have thought I would slowly become my father- chest hair blazing and all. Kidding about that. I hope.

When I first got the band I was immediately drawn to the clean packaging similar to how Apple packages their products. I also found it fun to set up because it required that you fill in questions about yourself, and who doesn’t love talking about themselves. It also required you to set up your own goals based on your current fitness level as well as your height and weight. I even named my fuel band.


Fuel Band Name: Butt Kicker

So what is the fuel band? The fuel band is a bracelet (gotta keep it girly, ladies!) you wear on your wrist that tracks your movement and activity levels. You can keep it on all day and it will track steps taken, calories, and how active you are. Nike gives a preview here: Fuel Preview.

As soon as I got it I put it on around 10 p.m., there was not much activity to be had, but what I did find was that I was extra motivated to do well throughout the week with my fuel band on my wrist. When I set it up I created my goal of obtaining “3,000 fuel points” which was suggested to me as an active person.


This is my first week in review. What I found was that as the day progressed, if I noticed I was getting close to my goal but I wasn’t there yet I pushed myself whether it was walking slightly farther in a parking lot or doing jumping jacks at 11 p.m. to reach my goal. I regularly was reaching my goal, particularly through running. One 3 mile run could get me over 1,000 points. Here is what a close up looks like for a few different days:

On this day I only ran. This was yesterday. It was snowy out so I sat around all day, then got my act together and did four miles. Other than running, I was inactive all day. It isn’t even taking into account my multiple trips to the fridge which I believe counts for something.


This day in showing a day I went to yoga in the morning. You can see that yoga counts less than running. Sometimes I find that yoga works you out in such a different way that it should absolutely count, but the band can’t read the activity level and as a result it counts for less than it should. fuelsitting

This day is showing a day I did not go to the gym at all, instead I went into the city. I walked from Penn station to a friends house roughly 20 minutes away. I power walked because it was freezing out. My friends and I then walked further uptown. At the end of the day I walked back to Penn. The times my activity levels were down I was filling my face with some fantastic NYC eats.


What I found interesting was a day without the gym but with going to the mall or Manhattan got me more points than a day I ran and did a yoga class. It focused more on movement throughout the day. I found this frustrating because the fuel band does not take yoga into account and it’s a huge part of my regimen. I have to admit though, I love playing with it and it’s fun to plug into the computer at the end of the day and see everything mapped out. It begins to track your progress over time, when you work out best, the time of the day, your overall weekly averages, monthly averages it even suggests goals for you and then sets them. You can also add friends and create challenges for yourself. The fuel band also syncs up with the Nike Running app which I have on my Nano. The fuel band cannot track distance which is another weakness for the runner, but as I said, it’s a fun toy. I would suggest it if you don’t care too much about the numbers. If you do care, this is not the gear for you.

Anyone else using the fuel?! What do you think of it?

Do you use something else that you would suggest to a yogi/runner?

Tis the Season

Tis the season to go shopping,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Donning our new apparel,
Fa la la, la la la, la la la.
Screw the ancient Yuletide carol,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

See the blazing Lines before us,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Swipe your card or spend a few bucks.
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Oh… Those aren’t the words?

Friday, November 1st, I stop into dunkin on my way to work. It is then that I notice, a mere day after Halloween, the new dunkin cups (photo stolen from a google search since I did not snap my own on that grim day)

Mama say whaaaa- what is going on here?! Christmas already?!

So the truth is out, I’m a Jew, but let’s be clear, I am not a Christmas hater. I’m actually a Christmas lover- you thought I love John for his looks and charm. No, it was for the chance to celebrate Christmas. So this is not a post about hating on the holiday itself. This is a post about hating on the death of a holiday and the immoral celebration of consumerism. Which is ironic since I went shopping today for the holidays. And that is where this post begins.

For a girl that loves clothes, I do not enjoy shopping, particularly during the holidays. We are all at the mall for a similar goal- to find things for the people we love while sneaking in a few gifts for ourselves. So why are people psychotic during this time of the year? I’m sure there is a sociological study on the behavior of people during the holiday season. You have:

1. The slow walkers. The people that block off an entire walking area. They are usually looking confused and/or lost.

2. The teenager. They are probably not buying anything, but they are definitely getting in the way. They tend to get more feisty around the holiday season. Watch out.

3. The bratty kid. Dragged there by their parents, they are bored and exhausted. They are surrounded by toys and presents at every corner, but mom is not budging. this is not for you. Get ready for a tantrum.

4. The dragged around significant other. Similar to the bratty kid in that they do not want to be there. They are usually found looking for somewhere to sit. They are miserable.

5. The energetic soccer mom. Enough said.

So, today as I encountered all of these people, I began to really think about the meaning of the holidays. I always believed they were about spending time with family- in fact, gifts were never the most important part in my house. I’m not anti-gift, I actually love giving gifts. It’s a time to give something that a person may not buy themselves, but will adore and appreciate. The holidays, when it comes down to it, are about love. So, why is it that we focus solely on the gifts?

And now even Thanksgiving is being eradicated (Huffpo: stores open on Thanksgiving). So my friends, this year, buy gifts, be a crazy person in the mall, help the American economy, but please, please, please, do not forget the intent of these holidays.

I’m off to yoga to decompress. In my new lululemon shirt. Which was a gift. And I love it.