Sunday, 21 February 2010

Weighing Up

Olek's post
GP's post

"Have you lost weight?"

I think because I've been working so much and feeling really tired, people have been asking me that a lot lately. I feel awkward whenever I get asked that. I never really know what to say as I don't weigh myself unless mum is making me, and so most of the time I never really know how much I weigh. Although while I was playing WiiFit, I got to see how my weight changed over the month or so that I was playing. Unfortunately, nobody asked me if I had lost weight during that time. :( The problem I have with that question though, is the implication that I'm trying to lose weight which for me carries another implication that I should lose weight. According to those BMI chart things, I'm a healthy weight for my height (although I don't think that means I'm healthy considering the things that I eat >_>). The last time I checked, the weight graph on my WiiFit profile went up and down, so I can safely say that I've lost weight at some point in my life, but I assume the question is referring to a comparison between now and when they last saw me. Should I start weighing myself everytime I go out with friends so that I can answer truthfully?

"Have you lost weight?"

"Why yes! Since we last saw each other, I have lost 0.208kg! As we last saw each other seven days ago, that would mean I've lost nearly 30g for each day I didn't see you!"

I always reply that I haven't lost any weight anyway, as I'm afraid the person asking the question is going to ask for dieting tips, and want to discuss weight-related topics, which I would really be out of my league in.

I also don't like the idea of people thinking I'm on a diet when I'm not. A couple of times I've ordered something without cheese or mayonnaise only to overhear someone mentioning how sad it is these days that girls don't eat properly because they don't want to get fat, and that they should just do more exercise, etc, etc. While what they're saying is true, I hate the fact that they automatically assume that because I don't want cheese/mayo that I'm on a diet. Sometimes I get the urge to tell them that it's because of an allergy, but then I realise they'll realise that I was eavesdropping and I'll look creepy.

I probably wouldn't like people thinking I'm on a diet even if I was on a diet, because I hate the feeling that people are judging me because of my weight. It took a while for me to feel comfortable about the way I am, though most of that was attributed to a joke I once heard (copied this from http://allfaith.com/Humor/afterlife.html).

The couple had reached age 85 and had been married for 60 years. Though they were far from rich, they managed to get by because they watched their pennies.

Though not young, they both were in very good health, largely due to the wife's insistence on healthy foods and exercise for the last decade.

One day, their good health didn't help when they went on a rare vacation and their plane crashed, sending them off to Heaven. They reached the Pearly Gates and St. Peter escorted them inside.

He took them to a beautiful mansion, furnished in gold and fine silks, with a fully stocked kitchen and a waterfall in the master bath. A maid could be seen hanging their favorite clothes in the closet.

They gasped in astonishment when Peter said, "Welcome to Heaven. This will be your home now."

The old man asked Peter how much this was going to cost. "Why, nothing," Peter replied. "Remember, this is your reward in Heaven."

The old man looked out the window and right there he saw a championship golf course, finer and more beautiful than any ever built on Earth. "What are the greens fees?" grumbled the old man.

"This is Heaven," St. Peter replied. "You can play for free, every day."

Next they went to the clubhouse and saw the lavish buffet lunch, with every imaginable cuisine laid out before them, from seafood to steaks to exotic desserts to free flowing beverages.

"Don't even ask," said St. Peter. "This is Heaven, it is all free for you to enjoy."

The old man looked around and glanced nervously at his wife. "Well, where are the low fat and low cholesterol foods and the decaffeinated tea?" he asked.

"That's the best part," St. Peter replied. "You can eat and drink as much as you like of whatever you like, and you will never get fat or sick. This is Heaven."

The old man pushed, "No gym to work out at?"

"Not unless you want to," was the answer.

"No testing my sugar or blood pressure?"

"Never again. All you do here is enjoy yourself."

The old man glared at his wife and said, "You and your damn bran muffins. We could have been here 10 or more years ago!"


Anyway, just to satisfy curiosity, I put WiiFit in and weighed myself again, and apparently I have lost weight. Although the last time I played was 358 days ago, so I can't really say whether it changed recently. I should really play more often as my posture really improved while I was playing it, and since I spend so many hours at work standing up, I should work on my posture.

I was just thinking about that expression, "worth his weight in salt", which I thought meant you were worth the worth of the amount of salt equivalent to your weight (confused?) but that's not actually what the expression means. According to Kingdom Stuff, it refers to how slaves were paid for with salt, and so a slave worth his weight in salt was worth the weight of the amount of salt used to pay for him, not his own weight. I was about to say that would mean it would be good to be a fat slave, because that would mean that you were worth a lot, but I guess slave weight isn't used to determine how much salt a slave is worth. I swear there are advantages to being fat!

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