The slide show of numbers gets longer. Number after number, up and down, larger and smaller ordinals, hills and valleys, but mostly the trajectory is down. I was unduly excited by the numbers this morning, thinking they had reached a lovely round decade...alas and alack, my number dysphoria lives! I thought my starting number was higher than it was. I thought I was bigger than I was.
I have walked 227,000 steps for 83 miles. I have worked off 668,830 calories since starting to wear the fitbit.
I have gone down a pants size...in women's clothes that new number could be anything from 12-16.
Gotta love me some numbers. But in the end, they are just that: numbers: abstract signifiers of a variety of systems of measurement. They declare various forms of value, but do not, in themselves, contain value. They are neither honest nor dishonest; neither good nor bad; neither moral nor immoral. They are just numbers.