Are we getting ENOUGH salt? Normally, I try to pay attention to what I eat, as it does indeed have a significant effect, which most people won’t recognize if they’re always on the wrong side of healthy eating.Recently, through busy schedules, I let things slide a little in favor of other demands. I found it somewhat difficult to find quick healthy alternatives, when you’re really not paying attention. It’s a little frustrating since in most cases, the extra salt contained in a large number of foods is completely unnecessary. … unless, of course you’re planning a sea voyage and need food to last as long as possible.
It’s frustrating as well, since there are a lot of food products out there would be good choices except for the additional salt. Salt isn’t a big concern for me since I don’t have that health issue, hence I only get hit with a transient effect. Of course, do it often enough and it’s a “permanent transient” effect.
Trying to find, quick low sodium foods can be a challenge at times. Seems a bit like a video game, where I try to secure food and salt commandos are lurking in the shadows ready to take me down.
Given, salts’ non-requirement in most foods, there must be some sort of global, well executed operation in place, to give salt its’ penetration in so many foods stuff.
Sometimes I feel like there must be some sort of covert video surveillance in grocery stores. I imagine the conversation, in what assume is a secret lair, goes something like this …
Look at him … sticking to the outside isles, the evil bastard. They’re probably making some negative comments about me … like … he’s obviously not a very adventurous person … it’s just salt, go on, have some, you’ll like it.
Then it happens … I stray into the snacks isle for no apparent reason. What’s this!, he’s heading into salt alley. He’s over by the pretzels. The extra salty ones … they’re not even pretzels; they’re just salt shaped like pretzels. If he gets those, we got him forever. There’s no way he can keep his heart rate high enough to pump the required blood volume through his kidneys to filter it out, in less than a week. And it’s winter so he ain’t sweating it out … we got ‘em!, we got ‘em!
He’s bending down, this could be it … he’s going for it … we finally broke him. WAIT! ... OH NO, he’s just picking up a quarter. He must have dropped it. Awww! Crap, Crap, Crap.
BOB! … get Product Design on the phone … meeting first thing tomorrow morning, sharp. We need new pretzel bags with a significant electromagnetic field. Get that quarter to stick right to the pretzel bag, from like ten feet away. If he wants the quarter, he’s gonna have to take the pretzels. We’re gonna get him … this guy’s going down.
I don’t care if we’re ripping loose change through people’s pockets as they walk by or if we pulling satellites out of orbit … make it happen.
On a side note, we should chat to our buddies in the pharmaceutical industry; time to add a little more salt to blood pressure medications.
Trying to find, quick low sodium foods can be a challenge at times. Seems a bit like a video game, where I try to secure food and salt commandos are lurking in the shadows ready to take me down.
Given, salts’ non-requirement in most foods, there must be some sort of global, well executed operation in place, to give salt its’ penetration in so many foods stuff.
Sometimes I feel like there must be some sort of covert video surveillance in grocery stores. I imagine the conversation, in what assume is a secret lair, goes something like this …
Look at him … sticking to the outside isles, the evil bastard. They’re probably making some negative comments about me … like … he’s obviously not a very adventurous person … it’s just salt, go on, have some, you’ll like it.
Then it happens … I stray into the snacks isle for no apparent reason. What’s this!, he’s heading into salt alley. He’s over by the pretzels. The extra salty ones … they’re not even pretzels; they’re just salt shaped like pretzels. If he gets those, we got him forever. There’s no way he can keep his heart rate high enough to pump the required blood volume through his kidneys to filter it out, in less than a week. And it’s winter so he ain’t sweating it out … we got ‘em!, we got ‘em!
He’s bending down, this could be it … he’s going for it … we finally broke him. WAIT! ... OH NO, he’s just picking up a quarter. He must have dropped it. Awww! Crap, Crap, Crap.
BOB! … get Product Design on the phone … meeting first thing tomorrow morning, sharp. We need new pretzel bags with a significant electromagnetic field. Get that quarter to stick right to the pretzel bag, from like ten feet away. If he wants the quarter, he’s gonna have to take the pretzels. We’re gonna get him … this guy’s going down.
I don’t care if we’re ripping loose change through people’s pockets as they walk by or if we pulling satellites out of orbit … make it happen.
On a side note, we should chat to our buddies in the pharmaceutical industry; time to add a little more salt to blood pressure medications.
No comments:
Post a Comment