My doctor hasn’t said a word … hasn’t warned me … hasn’t scolded me. I guess he didn’t realize that I have a weight problem. I didn’t know.
He asks me if I’m still working out and I say “Yes, every day … two miles and pushups” … and he says “Keep it up”.
I recently went to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention web site and calculated my B-M-I … Body Mass Index. I entered my height and weight and got a B-M-I of 26.4. Their chart says 25.0 to 29.9 is overweight … 30 and above, obese.
So, I’m officially overweight.
The C-D-C says two-thirds of Americans are either overweight or obese. I’m in that group.
The C-D-C says my “normal weight range” would be 140 to 189 pounds.
I would like to weigh 180 pounds, but all this exercising makes me hungry. I’m on track to run close to 650 miles this year. Not bad for an officially “overweight” guy!
Our thought for today is from Stephanie Klein:
“When we die, no one remembers us for what we weighed. Our weight isn’t etched into our headstones.”