I Survived Without My iPhone for 24 Hours

Here’s What I Think We Should All Take Away From That

Yes I could survive without it.

This story is more personal and requires a bit more of an explanation.

I live in Bayside, Queens. Every week I go into the city to work out at my gym in Manhattan. Some time ago — I forget when — I decided to forego the locker room and just wear sweatpants and a sweatshirt on my way there.

My sweatpants have pockets which I close with a zipper. In my pockets I carry everything I’ll need for my day in the city: my wallet, my keys, my prescription and of course my iPhone.

About a month ago I was doing my workout and at some point my phone felt out of my pocket. I noticed this while I was still working out. But because there have been days in my life when I leave the house without my phone and don’t notice until I’ve been outside for a while, I made the assumption that this was one such day. I even mentioned this to someone else working out and he said: “I’ve been there.”

So rather than look for my phone I completed my workout and then started to go home. This is a long process: I had to take the subway, I got lunch at Penn Station and then I had to wait for a train so it took nearly an hour and a half for me to reach home. Again I need you to keep this in mind.