Unless you’ve been living under a rock in the forest near Veridian City, you’ll have heard about Pokémon Go – the app designed to make you leave the house and go hunting for imaginary monsters.
The first Pokémon game I ever played was Pokémon Yellow – on a Gameboy Pocket Yellow, in fact. I was a big collector of the cards and watcher of the TV Series, too, so I was watching the development of Pokémon Go really closely. But I didn’t anticipate how much of a carrot this game would end up being.
If you want to play, you’re going to have to get outside. Which means you’re going to have to get your work done in order to justify it. So my procrastination has massively improved. And I’m making time to leave the house.
Exercise is a proven form of antidepressant, as is socialising and keeping mentally active, so this app really is a great modus operandi for that. I’ve walked about 70km this week, which is shocking for someone as naturally slothful as me. I’ve also discovered so much about my village, including the yards and the Wolfhunt House in the conservation area – begging for a story of its own, surely?
Time will tell as to how much Pokémon Go can hold mine and other players’ interests (personally I’m hoping for trading to be added to the game soon), but for now, it’s proving to be a great way of getting me to meet my writing targets and get some fresh air.
My initial tweet about this was quoted in an article for Engadget. You can read the article by clicking the image below: