I'm counting out crack...
Saturday, February 09, 2013
…ers, that is, crackers. The two syllable word wouldn’t fit into the rhyme scheme of the song I was thinking of, “Counting Out Time”, by Genesis.
Not often a tune about oral sex gives inspiration for a weight loss related blog entry, but in this case, I happened to be reaching into a bag of cheez-its, and grabbing a handful, I found myself counting the number of crackers I had in hand. The reason is printed right there on every box, where it declares that a serving size is exactly 27 crackers, and my mind wandered off to the first verse of the song, “I’m counting out time/Got the whole thing down by numbers/All those numbers/give me guidance/oh lord I need that now.”
Instead of following Peter Gabriel to the bookstore for the manual, my brain thought instead of all the numbers we get to deal with in this journey, from the 8 glasses of water, to BMI and BMR and calorie counts, and the omnipresent digits of the scale. It’s the penultimate one that weighed on the mind this past evening, trying to figure out how much of a serving I was taking so as to properly record them in the tracker. Though a device that I largely ignored the first 15 months on spark, I’ve been using it more faithfully lately as part of the blc challenges. As with the water spiel yesterday, no immediate results have, umm, resulted, but I’ll keep going with it. The findings are interesting, if nothing else.
I'm curious, of all the digits and figures we have to pay attention to, which numbers bug you the most?