"Breathe now!" ? Are watches any smarter than us?
Recently, a woman got up in the moving subway. She just got up? and sat down again. Crazy, I thought. Then a colleague clarified me about the "stand-by-sitting" feature of the new AppleWatch. So the standing woman in the subway was neither confused nor stank next to her. It was her vibrating smart watch that signaled, "Get up! And she stood up obediently. Then a friend told me about an app that sends her to bed. Then I saw an ad that wanted to suggest an app to breathe with. And then the telephone of a friend blinked. "Important ??, I asked. She: "Nah, just get me a glass of water." And then the bracelet thing of a colleague blinked, vibrating wildly. He left the room. Came back shortly afterwards. An hour later the same game. Wow, I thought, is there an Orwellian? 1984? ? and I am not privy to? I imagine people in the train, who canon-like get up and sit down again, because their clock, their phone? or what and who and what? it tells them. I imagine how I have to join in order not to attract attention. As fog drifts through the wagons, the vibration of the devices becomes the sonorous sound of the new world. Okay, I am drifting off. Or?
There are the smartphone disciples and the wearable disciples
Self-optimization is still the thing of the hour, and we continue cheerfully. Of course, one has to make a clear distinction here: there are the smartphone disciples, the ones with the apps for drinking water, breathing and going to bed, and the wearable disciples. These are the on-the-body electronics. So with the minicomputers in watch or bracelet. The course also smartphone disciples are, because only by app so the captured data are made readable. The bottom line is there's just a horde of new self-made knives. From the voluntary Raushauen your own vital data I do not even start here. So it counts diligently footsteps and calories, measured heart rate and heart rate and throws the seated wearer, user (disciples?) By means of vibration alarm and LED flashing terror from the chair. With exclamation mark! After all, we do not want anyone to say anything, we are obviously looking for a new imperative coach. Or where does the yearning for commands come from? Maybe the reward has something to do with it: "You've reached 100 percent of your activity goal," reports a fitness app. "You go to the limit!", Another. Congratulations. And now? Or is it about control? And with that for safety? If I walked 10 000 steps today, breathed correctly and got up 45 times, I am on the safe side of health. So about?
I'm not going to let an app dictate when to go to bed!
Listening to your own body, knowing it and reading signals obviously is so out so much that I'm already scared to get up or drink a glass of water until something vibrates somewhere. The look in the mirror, the trouser button or the puff are tough control mechanisms that we should use. Otherwise we soon have a fitness ideal next to an outlandish ideal of beauty? with constant comparability and increasing pressure, and no one really needs that.
I'm really not a technology objector. On the contrary. No road maps read more? Excellent! No more telephone numbers to learn by heart? Gorgeous! I do not see this as dementia, but as a charming brain relief. More capacity to concentrate on the essentials. But somewhere is over. Definitely while sleeping. The perhaps last rest zone with SmartWatch is now also an optimization object. And thus to the performance platform. I'm not going to let an app dictate when to go to bed!
