It’s 8pm at the pub on a typical Wednesday. Suddenly, I find myself bragging. I’ve reached my highest “sleep score”. My “readiness score” is looking impressive, too. And it’s all because of the new, high-tech, health-tracking Oura ring on my finger. My friend gives an impassive nod; another frowns and politely changes the conversation. That’s when I realise what I’ve become… I’m now a wearables person.
You know the type. They’re people who analyse their every step and breath via a Fitbit-style exercise tracking device, and have no shame in obnoxiously humblebragging about it at any given moment. In the past, I’ve been sceptical of wearables; I found the idea of a device monitoring my every move quite dystopian. Plus, the popularity of wearables – global ownership has doubled in the past two years – is surely a symptom of the wellness industry’s current vogueish sheen.
