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Atrophy brought on by technology

So, you know how you can't remember your phone number or anyone else's because it is in the phone and you press a button (or use a voice command) and it calls? And how you can't recall anybody's birthday exactly, because you know you put the reminder in Outlook and it will remind you in time to get a gift/send a card?
It's the kind of atrophy and decay that sudoku and Lumosity is supposed to fight against.

Well, I found myself in a bit of a situation regarding my ipod nano. So I've started exercising and use my ipod to listen to music while I do, but my pants don't have pockets for it. So I started using an old ipod shuffle that has a clip, but it was so frustrating to use it because the shuffle would die on me all the time.
Anyways, I went around and around in my head about what to get, use my phone and forget the ipod, continue using the shuffle? Buy an elastic armband to hold my ipod? Or one for my iphone? (Lord knows there are enough i-accessories out there!) What to do?

Instead I went low-tech - I got an old fabric note-book cover my son had, cut off one corner (so there was a natural pocket) and sewed it by hand to the inside of my pants. The ipod fits nicely and stays put.

It works just great.

I feel liberated from the box that technology sometimes prevents me from seeing out of.
I have triumphed.

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