Today's data point
Jun. 20th, 2007 10:36![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
torquill96.8kg.
I'm actually very happy with my shape right now. The "shelf" between my lower back and my hips is totally gone, and the little extras around the front of my hipbones are on their way out. I'm even getting definition back in my cheekbones, and under my chin is a bit trimmer, which I hadn't expected. I'll never have distinct collarbones again, due to the amount of pectoral muscle I've picked up, and though that disappoints me a little I can live with it.
Psychologically, my horizontal asymptote is currently set to 90 kilos. I don't expect to dip below that, and my feeling is that if I did I'd be out of "optimal weight" territory. If losing 4kg has had these results, I suspect another 7kg would be excessive. I'll take another look if I get close.
If I were really trying to lose weight, I'd be tempted to do the "physics diet" tracking, but I don't think it's worth it for me. The only attraction it has in my case is the calorie tracking, which I might be interested in if my weight drops too steeply again and I have to eat enough to stabilize it for toxic overload reasons, but I already have a rough handle on that. As it is (and as I suspected would be the case), my diet seems to be just about right for what I want, and adding exercise was all I really needed in order to shape up. That's refreshingly straightforward, and fairly painless so far.
The last vestiges of my twitchiness about weight have faded over the last few months, and I lay that credit firmly at the feet of the switch to kilograms. It really was just the numbers that bothered me; where 215lbs. says "overweight" to me, 97kg has no emotional connotation at all. Pounds have the unspoken corollary "of fat" in the back of my brain, where kilos speak soothingly of physics problems. I don't know where I picked that up -- no one ever rode me about my weight -- but it's there. Add in the fact that I no longer feel like a huge statistical outlier according to the BMI (I mentally removed myself from the reference chart by switching to kilos) and I no longer feel like I have to protest "I don't care what the scale says, I'm not fat!"
People who decide that they're comfortable carrying some non-muscle mass around, because they like their bodies the way they are, aren't going to get any criticism from me. My personal preference is to be lean, because I physically feel good and I like the way it makes me look. These days, my self-image and my body are finally converging on a point I'm comfortable with, and I'm happy about that.
I'm actually very happy with my shape right now. The "shelf" between my lower back and my hips is totally gone, and the little extras around the front of my hipbones are on their way out. I'm even getting definition back in my cheekbones, and under my chin is a bit trimmer, which I hadn't expected. I'll never have distinct collarbones again, due to the amount of pectoral muscle I've picked up, and though that disappoints me a little I can live with it.
Psychologically, my horizontal asymptote is currently set to 90 kilos. I don't expect to dip below that, and my feeling is that if I did I'd be out of "optimal weight" territory. If losing 4kg has had these results, I suspect another 7kg would be excessive. I'll take another look if I get close.
If I were really trying to lose weight, I'd be tempted to do the "physics diet" tracking, but I don't think it's worth it for me. The only attraction it has in my case is the calorie tracking, which I might be interested in if my weight drops too steeply again and I have to eat enough to stabilize it for toxic overload reasons, but I already have a rough handle on that. As it is (and as I suspected would be the case), my diet seems to be just about right for what I want, and adding exercise was all I really needed in order to shape up. That's refreshingly straightforward, and fairly painless so far.
The last vestiges of my twitchiness about weight have faded over the last few months, and I lay that credit firmly at the feet of the switch to kilograms. It really was just the numbers that bothered me; where 215lbs. says "overweight" to me, 97kg has no emotional connotation at all. Pounds have the unspoken corollary "of fat" in the back of my brain, where kilos speak soothingly of physics problems. I don't know where I picked that up -- no one ever rode me about my weight -- but it's there. Add in the fact that I no longer feel like a huge statistical outlier according to the BMI (I mentally removed myself from the reference chart by switching to kilos) and I no longer feel like I have to protest "I don't care what the scale says, I'm not fat!"
People who decide that they're comfortable carrying some non-muscle mass around, because they like their bodies the way they are, aren't going to get any criticism from me. My personal preference is to be lean, because I physically feel good and I like the way it makes me look. These days, my self-image and my body are finally converging on a point I'm comfortable with, and I'm happy about that.
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Date: 2007-06-20 23:47 (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-21 06:29 (UTC)I appreciate the compliment, though. :D
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Date: 2007-06-25 22:37 (UTC)