Obese, but not fat
Those who know me, or have known me since nineteenninetysomething, will be familiar with the ample middle-age paunch, promising a Falstaffian (can I say that?) profile in my later years. Well, erm, I happen to like the Buddha a whole lot better than other religious figures, so I’m following a good role model
On Tuesday I went to Exeter, for an extensive medical checkup. It’s a perk of the job: I’m entitled to this every two years. They measured me and confirmed that I should lose several inches from the waistline which is, in modern terminology, obese. But they also performed a body fat measurement, and found 17%, which is bang in the middle of the healthy range (14-20%) for a man of my age.
So it’s official. I’m obese but not fat. Not even a little bit fat!
Happy to say most of their tests showed good health. But to share detail of everything would be TMI.