BS Mass Index
I used to have arguments with my physicians (back when I was dumb enough to go to allopathic medicine for answers about things I could figure out on my own) because every visit began with a pressure cuff around my arm and a step on a cold metal scale. They were always amazed that my blood pressure, cholesterol, blood sugar levels, and every other "tool" they had in their arsenal said I was in perfect health but the scale did not. I kept trying to explain that muscle weighs more than fat and takes up 18% less space, my hip ratio is genetically high, and bodybuilders aren't accurately represented by mainstream medicine. I always half-jokingly offered them a demonstration by challenging the doctor to a race up the fire escape steps or a showdown to see who could do the most push ups. A few of them understood and shrugged their shoulders in resignation to the misinformation they were forced to operate within, the rest stolidly called me obese and launched into one annoying lecture after another about how I was on a one-way road to hell and heart attacks. Then, I'd see a lot of these "experts" out in the parking lot, sucking on cigarettes.