She pulled the blanket over her head. It did no good. Always so upbeat, encouraging. If it could have laid out her running clothes, neatly ironed with an energy bar on top, she was sure it would. It couldn’t so it just talked, incessantly. At least it made coffee she thought. It began reporting her sleep data against her benchmarks. She ignored it and looked out of the window. No wonder it hadn’t mentioned the weather! As she laced up her shoes, she looked at the day’s route and the day’s offers. She might stop and check how it fits?