FATTY

This morning as I was teaching and one of my students told me that the Gym next door had a weighing scales that measured % of body fat. Now Shantan and I had talked about this while he was telling me that he got on this scale every day (he's trying to lose some weight) and checked how many grams of fat he had shed in the last 24 hours. I looked at him in horror and wondered what that did to the psyche of a person who had the tendency to get obsessive. I gave him stories from Aerobics days when I saw women get obsessed with the scale and turn towards Anorexia.

So this morning I thought I should check this scale out. But I wondered if I really want to know about this stuff. Why not, what harm can one time do? I got on it and went through the process. At the end of it, the machine spit out a little receipt with my vitals -- height, weight, % of body fat.

27%.
WTF.
How can it be?
Really?

Everyone has had the same reaction. Yes, I've been doing my own little survey. The acceptable range for a normal person is 21%-33%, so I'm right in the middle. So I'm balanced. It shouldn't really matter. Fuck the scale. Ok, ok, phew.

But now all I see is FAT. My legs, my arms, my er, belly....yikes. FAT FAT FAT.