My Mondays are set around attending the Really, Really Fat Person’s Support Group for the next few weeks.
Today we learned how to read nutrition labels in order to understand what we are putting into our bodies. I try to sit quietly and not be a know-it-all, having been through all this before. And having worked with food labels for years. Hell, I worked with ANZFA (now FSANZ) on this very subject. I reminded myself constantly not to be a prick. But I probably was one anyway. It is hard to sit quietly when the expert in the room is repeating discredited food myths. Still. I tried.
I was back on Bribie and in the pool by 16:15. It is still School Week. In fact, School week is actually four weeks, so late afternoon swims will be the routine for a while. This afternoon over half the pool was still taken up by youngsters doing their thing so I shared a lane until after five.
I had loaded a lot more music onto the MP3 player over the weekend. It now has something like 50 hours of music to randomly play. So why does it keep playing the same tunes over and over? The algorithm that randomly selects is defective.
Because the player is cheap, and must be waterproof, one cannot see what is on it unless it is connected to a computer. There is no screen to tell you what is playing. You can’t actually choose a track except by scrolling through hoping to come upon it. For controls the device has the usual on/off button, volume up/down button, and a next track/last track button. In such circumstances, unless you want to constantly interrupt your swim to choose another track, it is vitally important not to put any music on the player that you do not really really want to hear quite often at any time at all. Because if you do, that is the one the player will choose to repeat over and over.
I love Janis Joplin. I love her rendition of Ball and Chain. But not over and over while I’m swimming, thanks.