2012-04-17 10:04
digitaldiscipline
Oh, hey, it's that time again: Time to complain about shitty metrics and half-assed testing mechanisms.
Let's look at the (un)surprising cavalcade of statistical anomalies that my sit-down with my health insurance review brought to light.
First up, we have a scale that reports my weight approximately ten pounds higher than the one at home, and, even deducting an arbitrary two pounds for clothing allowance (in my case, Utilikilt, workout shirt, and lightweight polo), it had me two pounds heavier than I've ever been, full stop. So that was a great way to get things started. I know better than to give any credence to those hand-held resistometers for measuring body fat percentage, but that didn't really quell all of the irritation at seeing 20.5% show up on the screen... which, given what I have gleaned from both my calipers and my eyeballs, is probably about twice what is actually the case.
Yes, I'm overweight according to BMI (28.3 kg/m2). Ah, yes, that modern obfuscation of height/weight chart, where it thinks everyone should be a weak, slender waif in order to be healthy. I have a weak, slender (but calloused), middle finger to extend to your worthless ass.
With those two erroneous data points fresh in my mind, it's hardly surprising that my as-tested blood pressure was elevated about 20 points (134/88).
None of that could fuck up my blood profile, where my fasted glucose was 94, my cholesterol was 116, and my total cholesterol to HDL ratio was 2.8.
I am going to outlive whatever asshole thought up BMI, and I am going to dance, poorly, but carrying a kettlebell, on their grave.
Let's look at the (un)surprising cavalcade of statistical anomalies that my sit-down with my health insurance review brought to light.
First up, we have a scale that reports my weight approximately ten pounds higher than the one at home, and, even deducting an arbitrary two pounds for clothing allowance (in my case, Utilikilt, workout shirt, and lightweight polo), it had me two pounds heavier than I've ever been, full stop. So that was a great way to get things started. I know better than to give any credence to those hand-held resistometers for measuring body fat percentage, but that didn't really quell all of the irritation at seeing 20.5% show up on the screen... which, given what I have gleaned from both my calipers and my eyeballs, is probably about twice what is actually the case.
Yes, I'm overweight according to BMI (28.3 kg/m2). Ah, yes, that modern obfuscation of height/weight chart, where it thinks everyone should be a weak, slender waif in order to be healthy. I have a weak, slender (but calloused), middle finger to extend to your worthless ass.
With those two erroneous data points fresh in my mind, it's hardly surprising that my as-tested blood pressure was elevated about 20 points (134/88).
None of that could fuck up my blood profile, where my fasted glucose was 94, my cholesterol was 116, and my total cholesterol to HDL ratio was 2.8.
I am going to outlive whatever asshole thought up BMI, and I am going to dance, poorly, but carrying a kettlebell, on their grave.
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I'm actually on my health insurer's list for "weight loss counseling", believe it or not. The combination of asthma inhaler and acid reflux diagnosis put me into that category... I had one extraordinary call about 2 years ago where the counselor thought I was in denial about my weight and nutritional habits.
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Apparently, my goal is to be simultaneously underweight and overweight, because I figure my BMI at 7% body fat will still be north of 24.9.
Athletes: We're fucking unhealthy, yo.
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Anytime I see someone trying to use BMI as anything but a guage of appearance I laugh in their face.
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adolphe_Quetelet
Not that I am apt to get to Belgium (gratuitous use of word, dramatic screenplay implied), but now I have a bullet point item to hit if I do go there.
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Not sure how easily i'll be able to stack kettlebells or something on it while remaining able to read it, but it's certainly something to pursue.
and, who knows, maybe i do weigh more than i think i do. since i'm not doing anything keenly weight-dependent (like competing in a powerlifting meet or anything like that), it's most just a data point.
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During my teens, my small-town family doctor, whose office had been tracking my health since I was 5, begged me to stop running and gain weight (5'5" and 115 lbs). In my twenties, when body fat and BMI erupted out of time-intensive athletic measurements and onto height/weight charts in magazines, I was suddenly "overweight" at 120 lbs, and stayed in the "overweight" category until 29, when I tipped over into "obese". I may be back down to merely "overweight" now. Somewhere in my early 20s, I learned to blame this on the density of gymnasts' thighs and ignore the categories as completely unrelated to health and having everything to do with making women (and now, more actively than before, men) feel like they need to do something about the awful way they look right now. Without hesitation and definitely without research.
It's bad enough when you have a nagging suspicion that the categories applied to your body are determined and driven by a beauty industry that indirectly profits most if you're feeling insecure and unlovely. (Damning BMI chart next to an article on emphasizing your eyes to draw attention away from "those hips" next to mascara ad on consecutive pages, anyone?) If I got the same bullshit from a company that gets to charge more directly if they can show that I'm unhealthy, I'd call thumb-on-the-scale.
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at least the scale i have at home is consistent. actually had to do some more than casual research to find one that accurate.
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I'll dance on that grave right along with you. Because apparently, according to that index, I'm 80 pounds overweight. (mercifully, my doctor is a realist and has told me that he thinks I should be just fine so long as I continue taking care of myself; my blood pressure being damn near perfect is a testament to that)
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Of course, my cholesterol was more than twice as high as it is now, I drank like a fish, and I was generally weak (but could still run decently in a pinch).
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Kids, this is what eating a whole jumbo carton of goldfish crackers over a long weekend will do to you in terms of water retention; that's the best part of a whole gallon (8#) over my generally trending baseline.
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I've been overweight and knocking on the obese door for a long time now, but I'm often described as the fittest person people know, so I will join you in the Mr Strong Dance.
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Do I think it's healthy to carry a lot of extra weight long-term? Not really, no.
(note: the key words there are "a lot of"; there's a fair bit of research that suggests being slightly overweight, preferably when it's due to increased lean mass, is beneficial, especially as you get older)
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I've been slowly pouring through that whole "health at every size" stuff lately; I should add the research you've mentioned to my reading list.
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http://www.livestrong.com/article/290813-lean-body-mass-improvment-in-the-elderly/
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