Bridesmaid duty part three. In anticipation of one of my closest friend’s wedding this upcoming weekend, I’ve been mindful of the fit I hope to have in the obligatory bridesmaid garb. Luckily, for me and four other woman, we hit the dress jackpot with the brides to be’s choice. Young, flirty and (possible the most important) wearable more than once! Heinous, mandatory dresses can be a thing of the past!

 

In an effort to know the relationship between where I want to be (physically) and where I currently am (thanks In n’ Out), I looked up my BMI (body mass index) on line. With a simple fill in of my height and weight (yep, that’s all folks), I was instantly dolled out an index number. Thankfully, I am in the “normal weight” range, slightly in the higher end range, but nevertheless in range. My goal is to move a little more in the center of the normal range spectrum. Hello vegetables. Goodbye S’mores. Being a big believer in the “sharing is caring,” school of thought, I immediately computed this “index” for my significant other. Maybe not my brightest moment? He hemmed and hawed about the inadequacy of the test’s result, as muscle mass was an obvious and punishable omission. Maybe it’s because he didn’t particularly love his assigned index? Maybe it’s because he’s retained more muscle than most former athletes from his “football” days. Maybe both.  

 

If you’re interested to see where you and your significant other fall in this measurement (imperfect and all), take a peek at the U.S. Department of Health & Human Services site, no muscle mass calculation required.

 

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