According to the average BMI chart available online, this qualifies as obesity. Ever since I started playing water polo back in junior high, I have had arguments with healthcare personnel about my weight. I have been 5’2″ since I was 13 and at that time I weighed in at about 135 pounds. Here’s the thing: I could leg press 300 pounds due to the dry land training and leg work of playing water polo. But, as each and every nurse that took my stats before any appointment told me, at my height, I should have only weighed around 105-110 pounds back then. Oh well, I guess I wasn’t supposed to have muscle mass. Whoops.
Since that time I have had my ups and downs weight- and size-wise. My height has never changed though, so my weight shouldn’t have either! Or so those charts would dictate. It has pissed me off for the last 20 years that so many people read generalized information like BMI charts and believed in it like gospel. Yes, weight is something that we should all be aware of, HOWEVER, without taking into consideration *what* that weight is made of, it means nothing.
The picture above was taken about 2 weeks ago. I have been busting my hump for months trying to get my stamina, strength, and flexibility back to where I’m happy. I’ll never be back in water polo shape. Or swim team shape. Or springboard diving shape. I’ll never be 15 again, when my body had yet to be morphed by hormones and stress. But I can still be strong, healthy, and flexible so that is what I’m working toward.
As of now, I wear a size 8/10 and I weigh 168 pounds. At 5’2″ and almost 170, on paper I am clinically obese. I happen to think I look great in a pair of heels and a pencil skirt. Whatever you’re doing to work out, get fit, be active, etc., don’t put ALL your progress in the numbers on the scale. That is not the definition of your health. Thinking your weight is the definition of your health is like your gender is your identity. It’s only one portion of your health.