100. I swam 100 lengths of the pool! A mile and a half. Three-fifths of the way to my goal of swimming 2.4 miles. I can’t believe I wasn’t shouting this on Sunday night. Maybe because my arms were too tired to type? Anyway, on Sunday after church I went to the pool to swim. I didn’t have a plan to swim 100 lengths. I was just going to swim for about an hour I thought. Or until the pool got crowded and I got irritated. But I did have in the back of my mind that I needed to take advantage of days when the pool was not busy to get some longer swims in. And it just turned out that the pool was very quiet that afternoon. So I just kept swimming and swimming. And I thought about what a nice even number 100 is (like Mr. Monk–the detective, not the dog!) It wasn’t really that hard while I was doing it, except I got a little cold.
And of course you know I thought about how fun it would be to write that on my blog. Which brings me to the other part of this post–counting. Why do we count? Why do I count? I’ve been thinking about this for a couple of months, ever since I stood in the store comparing two bags of baked chips, comparing the calorie count and how many chips you get in a serving. I mean, I spent a ridiculous amount of time trying to decide which one was a “better deal.” (side note–the answer is “neither.” They didn’t even taste like what they were represented as.)
But that set me to thinking about why I count and what I count. A lot of the time I count to see what I can get away with. As in, if I am counting calories and I see that I have not reached my daily quota, I am happy that I can eat something else even though I am not hungry.
I count when I am exercising to make sure I “do the right thing.” Do the number of reps and sets that are recommended. Sometimes I count so I can brag about it (see first paragraph.)
I’m not saying counting is bad. After all, it is the root of the word “accountability.” (I made that up, but doesn’t’ it seem like counting and accountability are interrelated?)
But sometimes it seems like I swap counting for common sense. Stop eating when you aren’t hungry. Exercise hard but don’t injure yourself. Stuff like that.
I’m probably not going to stop counting. I like math. But I am trying to pay a little more attention to what’s behind the numbers.