Take Your BMI And SHOVE IT
The BMI was invented by a Belgian scientist around 1830 in a pseudoscience he called, “social physics” to determine the ratio of the measurement of the human body. Because if it’s a good enough measurement tool for planets, why not use it on humans? WTF?! It was widely adopted in practice in 1972 without any modification or efficacy study despite being considered “inappropriate for individual evaluation.” And then, in a fuckwad move the NIH and CDC LOWERED overweight cut-off guidelines in 1998 effectively redefining almost 29 million people considered previously healthy as overweight. Bastards. So now, a 150-year-old pseudoscientific measurement never studied for validity has been adopted by the NIH,…
No One Ever Says You’re Getting Fat: Part Two
Imagine Valentine’s weekend 2014. Like all Februarys in Colorado, the temperature was up and down. Rain one day, snow the next. I don’t typically mind it because it’s a short month and the onset of March means no more below freezing temperatures. I really hate winter. Six-thirty in the morning before I teach yoga and I’m doing some tidying. Clean the kitchen, run the dishwasher, and take out the rubbish. One wrong step off the front porch and I ended up tits over ass in the driveway. The ankle was shattered.
No One Ever Says You’re Getting Fat: Part One
Okay, my mother would say you’re getting fat, but most polite society won’t. And with good fucking reason. It’s none of their goddamn business. Maybe you have a thyroid condition or a metabolic disorder. Or perhaps, you are tired of dealing with all of the calorie counting bullshit and said fuck it. The problem for me is if no one says you’re getting fat, I don’t notice. Until I see a picture of myself. You fucking know it.