The Earworms are back.

Bring me…. the earworms… (say in an evil Kahn-from-Star-Trek voice). 

From Wiki:
Earworm, a loan translation of the German Ohrwurm, is a term for a song stuck in one’s head. Use of the English translation was popularised by James Kellaris, a professor of marketing at the University of Cincinnati. His studies appeared to demonstrate that different people have varying susceptibilities to earworms, but that almost everybody has been afflicted with one at some time or another.

I’ve posted about ear worms before, in a previous blogging life. That life too, was a slack-ish and short-lived life.  But we’re not here today to talk about my slack-tivity.  We’re here to talk about Dammit, Janet.

I had actually moved away from my ear worms the last 3 or 4 months.  It was actually quite strange, not having a constant song in my head.  Enough that I noticed it, at least. 

But I’ve started a new plan to get fit, and the plan I’m working on gives me about 41 weeks (starting last week) to get to the top of my goal weight range.  This has been my mantra the last week and a half.  41 weeks… 41 weeks… 41 weeks… no, you don’t want to eat poor choices, you’ve got 41 weeks… yes, you really DO want to go exercie, you’ve got 41 weeks… and so on.

It’s actually worked so far (I’ve got 40 weeks).  I only exercised 4 times last week, but my food choices weren’t too bad.  I’m trying to go for moderation without counting every stinking calorie that passes my lips.  I was on a super-strict diet once or twice and I lost weight, but the second the strict part was gone, I was gone too.  (remember the slack-tivity above? It’s all encompassing.)

So, by introducing the repetitive mantra, I’ve obviously awakened the ear worms from their brief hibernation.  We’re on day 3 of Dammit, Janet.  But it’s not so bad. 

40 more weeks.
J-A-N-E-T I love you so, oh, oh!