Tuesday, May 24, 2005

 

Hey Fat Boy!

Well, my worst fears have come true. I'm officially fat. I had to see it coming though. I mean you can't eat the way I do and not expect something to fall off the charts. I always thought it would be my cholesteral, but that's always been fine. I've been watching my cholesteral for a few years now. Not watching it as in paying attention to what I eat, but watching it as in getting it checked every year when those nice people come to work for a free physical.

My trainer had me jumping around and squatting and stretching, but not for exercise. He needed a baseline to measure me from. Then, he weighed and measured; poked and proded; he even pinched to get my percentage of body fat. Basically, here's the rundown.

less than 11% body fat is too lean
15 - 18% is normal
above 21% is unhealthy, and the next column is "obese". So, where does my 175 pounds of 6'0" fit? Well, yesterday it fit slightly above 23%. So, yup - I'm an unhealthy fat person. J says that I'm a "skinny fat person".

I really didn't like the way any of this was turning out. I started to pay more attention to what he was saying. I started becoming aware of my dieting habits (i.e. a donut every morning can't be a good thing, eh?). Most of all, I started wearing the label "fat".

I'm not wearing this like a badge (or an overcoat) of shame or getting depressed about it or anything. If anything - I'm feeling challenged now. Like I came into the gym with an idea of what I wanted to get out of it. Now, I have a firm goal. I say, "bring on the pain!" I can't wait until my workout Wednesday.

But tonight I'm having dinner at Tied House. Do 12 ounce curls count?

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