I went to the doctor yesterday and had some pretty rockin’ vitals.
Blood pressure: 100/70
Heart rate: 44 bpm
I’ve been told by a couple of nurses that those are pretty athletic numbers. I also benched over 200 lbs for the first time in my life. 200 lbs is 117% of my body weight. I deadlifted 355 lbs, which is 208% of my body weight.
My waist is one inch smaller than my trainer’s. We’re both the same height.
The average American male has a body fat percentage between 17-26%. Mine has all-but-certainly dipped under 12%, which makes mine low and approaching very low.
And yet, I feel like a creationist because I have all this evidence in front of me and some days, like today, I grab at my stomach and just cannot believe I’m not fat. And I’m lucky: at least I can acknowledge reality even if I can’t convince my brain. I can find ways to logic my way around the image in the mirror. I have some insight into the reality break that is anorexia – most anorexics don’t.
Here’s to being healthy and knowing it through reason, even if some days it’s hard to believe.