While I’m not exactly fat, I am husky and have more pounds on than I need.
I asked a bunch of people over the last week or so (about 6) if they’d say I was fat and they all said no, and while I know that some could be saying no just to not hurt my feelings…two of those 6 always gives things to me bluntly, so I trust their honest opinion.
One of them said they’d say I was overweight and just that (and self admitted, I already knew I was).
He went on to say that there’s many degrees starting with plump or chubby…and then being overweight…and then being outright fat and then, finally, there being obese (and perhaps morbidly so).
All of them, however, still fit into the category of being overweight, in my opinion. And me. I am.
So whether it’s by a little or a lot, are you overweight? ARE you really or do you just think you are?
Officially no. I had a medical a couple of weeks ago and I fell within the “acceptable” range, albeit at the upper end: weight 75kg, height 1.75m, BMI 24.5
That’s not to say that I don’t feel “fat” at times. Or that I shouldn’t try to lose a little bit more weight. No doubt I’ll experience some “blow out” with the Christmas season upon us.
I’m not overweight now, at 5’5" and 130 lbs, but I’ve been overweight my entire life so I still think of myself that way. It’s just one of the labels that I have for myself, like “male” or “blue-eyed”. It’s always been there. When I meet someone who didn’t know me before I lost weight, I have to remind myself that they don’t see me as overweight.
Eh, tough one. I think I’m slightly overweight. Technically, I’m right in the middle of normal (BMI 22.5) and I have a decent body fat ratio. But, I feel as though I look my best five or so pounds lighter so I would consider myself overweight.
Yes, but a lot less than I used to be. I was way overweight, 6’2" and 333 lbs, BMI of 42 (!) which is very high risk. Now I’m 220 lbs, BMI of 29 (moderate to low risk) and working my way down to below 25.
I was overweight for the last 50 years. Put up with the fat kid jokes and snide remarks.
Entered the operation room at 320 lbs. One year after bariatric surgery have lost 145 lbs. Blood pressure back to normal (no longer taking the medicine). No longer at risk for onset type II. It’s a trip to bump into someone you haven’t seen in a year or two and they don’t recognize you.
Some of you brought up secondary problems like blood pressure, I’m fortunate that I don’t have those. My BP tends to be on the low side, sometimes so low that I need to lie down until it improves. I do have the usual back and joint problems, due to injuries and aggrivated because of my weight, but that’s it.
According to the BMI calculator here, I am overweight by WHO-CDC standards and marginally over, according to halls.md v2. I am in the 39th percentile for men my age (47), height (5’8") and weight (170). My BMI is 25.8.
I didn’t know I was overweight! I don’t feel overweight. I don’t look overweight. My blood pressure is normal. I am hardly ever sick - I don’t think I’ve had a cold in almost a year. I don’t take any medicine. But I smoke, although I am trying to summon up the will to quit.
So, blah blah blah, BMIs are bullshit, etc. But, anyway, I’ve been losing some weight, and I’m currently 11 pounds above a BMI of 25, the line between “normal” and “overweight.” I started at a BMI just over 30, and 30+ is considered “obese.” I’m plateaued, at the moment, and lacking the willpower to do much about it, so I’m just shooting to maintain for the time being, though sometime I hope to get serious about the calorie restriction, and kick up my exercise regimen, and lose those 11 pounds, just to see what “normal” feels like, for once.
But, hell, right now I feel great. I’m excercising regularly. I think I look pretty schlim and shexy in my favorite outfits. I’ve got a big frame, so I carry a little extra weight well. So while I’m certainly “overweight,” I no longer think I’m overweight. If I could snap my fingers and get rid of my belly flab, though . . .
