Having the number of steps you took all day staring you in the face as you slump in front of a PC is a really good incentive to get off your ass and start working out. And the sleek, sexy new Fitbit is a great motivator for walkers, avid runners, data geeks, dieters, pedometer virgins and experienced pedometer sluts alike.
The much-anticipated Fitbit has a triaxial accelerometer that doesn't just track your steps; it calculates the intensity level of your movement, the distance you traveled and the calories you burned. All you have to do is surrender details on your weight, height, age, sex and meals to the Fitbit website, plug the gadget in, and start walking.

For what may seem like a steep $100 price tag, you get a lifetime account on the website, which interacts with your Fitbit to download data wirelessly any time you are within reach of the base-station.
The pedometer itself is a 3-inch doohickey that resembles a pudgy black tie clip. It's got an OLED display that cycles through steps taken, distance traveled, calories burned and a flower (pretty!) that seems to grow in response to your activity. The Fitbit folks did not divulge how the flower actually worked, only that it used a "secret formula" and the best way to make it blossom is "to keep moving."

Because of the Fitbit's clip-like nature, you can attach it to your belt, pants, tie or whatever. We found that it does almost as well riding along in your pocket, and doesn't need to be at any particular angle. Though it may be slightly less accurate, the pocket might also be the safest place for the Fitbit, which is one of the easiest-to-lose gizmos we've ever let slip from our palms. In fact, one of our test units disappeared almost immediately into a field of grass, never to be seen again.
Those of us who managed to hang on to our Fitbits quickly became enamored with the data they collect. Like pie? No, the other kind! The Fitbit divides your day up into a pie chart of time spent being very active, fairly active or lightly active. Time spent being sedentary, appropriately, is gray. But a pie chart isn't enough for data-craving geeks like us, and Fitbit also satisfies with a chronological bar chart of when you were on and off your ass.


