Seduced by the promise of voices in my head telling me how I'm doing, I bought a nikechip and iPod. Unfortunately my iPod and I are having some communication issues: it has way too much buttons. I miss my old mp3-player which only had two. Now I understand how men feel about women.
Luckily communications between my iPod and nikechip are much better, and so I'm kept up to speed on my speed, distance and the one and all question: have I run enough to eat a Big Mac without facing the consequences?
I can't wait till they introduce this system for motherhood. Imagine going about your day, parenting your heart out, and a voice saying: 'You've just spoiled your children forever. Better start saving for a therapist, because it's going to cost you.'
Or maybe not.