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Understanding the Body Mass Index or BMI

BMI is determined by your weight in kg divided by your (height in metres)2.

It is designed for men and women over the age of 18.

A healthy BMI is between 20 and 25. A result below 20 indicates that you may be underweight; a figure above 25 indicates that you may be overweight.

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I am 12 :S so it might not be accurate, but I am 163cm tall and 55kilograms

Mine is 20... just in...

Need to put on some more bulk though

I'm about 18-19. I went to talk to my GP about a year or so ago when I was lethargic. He seemed to think I was perfectly healthy apart from having a low blood iron.

Using this test (http://www.nhsdirect.nhs.uk/magazine/interactive/bmi/index.aspx), because I don't know the measurements for yours, I was 22.15.

According to the NHS though, the healthy range is between 18.5 and 24.9.

According to this:

http://www.nhlbisupport.com/bmi/

26.8.

You're not going to convince me that I'm overweight, however. 220 lbs at 6'4 is reasonable.

My BMI is ... um, Hot?

OK, OK, I'll go use the damn link.

EDIT: 184 cm, 64 kilos, BMI 19. Like I said ...

I'd like someone to call me a liar, because my excellent BMI is one of the few things I can really claim credit for.

Whenever I've put on weight (and I mean a few kilos, I don't think I've ever been over 71) I've felt terrible about it. Objectively speaking, I diet. But from my point of view, I simply lose my appetite (and am prone to fits of manic exercise) until I'm back to my normal weight.

I'm totally normal and healthy from the neck down. If anyone is looking for a body transplant, bidding starts at $100K. ;)

Twenty.

Interestingly, I only know my height in metres and weight in stones.

It's over NINE THOUSAAAAANNND.


Well, 19, actually.

Twenty.

Interestingly, I only know my height in metres and weight in stones.

Not so odd if you're English, right?

I had to do the conversion to 193cm/99.8kg, but I'll forget it tomorrow. Crazy foreign measurements. :p

Not so odd if you're English, right?

It is, really. I have no idea what my height is in metres.

It is, really. I have no idea what my height is in metres.

Ah, interesting. I had thought England went metric in the 70s. So, you'd say 5'9 or 6'5 over there, but use kilos for weight, then, for example?

Um...BMI = fail. I know a guy whose BMI is about 17, and he's fine (he just doesn't put on any fat, no matter what he eats/drinks), and another guy at 28 whose body fat percentage is around 6.

For the record, mine's 23, right in the middle of the 'ok' range, but you should see the fat I have round my belly.

Ah, interesting. I had thought England went metric in the 70s. So, you'd say 5'9 or 6'5 over there, but use kilos for weight, then, for example?

No, I have no idea what my weight is in kilos.

We 'went' metric in the sense that they said 'we really ought to change', and then proceeded to cock it up completely. Rather than just taking the plunge and changing, they tried to do it slowly. So slowly, in fact, that very little has changed.

So today, we have a mismatch of different scales for different things. You'll drive your car for x miles, for example, then fill it up with x litres of petrol.

Kids are taught metric, but most things in day to day life aren't, so I think you tend to start thinking in Imperial once you leave the school environment.

Um...BMI = fail. I know a guy whose BMI is about 17, and he's fine (he just doesn't put on any fat, no matter what he eats/drinks), and another guy at 28 whose body fat percentage is around 6.

For the record, mine's 23, right in the middle of the 'ok' range, but you should see the fat I have round my belly.

Yeah, there's something that doesn't add up about it. I start looking a bit gaunt at less than 200, and even when I used to run every day I bottomed out at about 185. Both would still be overweight, I think.

Ah, interesting. I had thought England went metric in the 70s. So, you'd say 5'9 or 6'5 over there, but use kilos for weight, then, for example?
We're officially imperial, but since everything and everyone else in the universe (sans USA) is in metric everything except drinks and driving has gone metric by default. For example: we measure fuel economy in miles/gallon but fill up our cars in litres.

I tend to use metric over imperial in everyday life (having never been taught how to use the imperial system, even driving in our old maths textbooks was done in kilometres) but my bathroom scales have stones written larger than kilos, so it's the only measurement I can read without my glasses.

No, I have no idea what my weight is in kilos.

We 'went' metric in the sense that they said 'we really ought to change', and then proceeded to cock it up completely. Rather than just taking the plunge and changing, they tried to do it slowly. So slowly, in fact, that very little has changed.

So today, we have a mismatch of different scales for different things. You'll drive your car for x miles, for example, then fill it up with x litres of petrol.

Kids are taught metric, but most things in day to day life aren't, so I think you tend to start thinking in Imperial once you leave the school environment.

Wow. That's the opposite of how I thought it was. :p I thought things were pretty strictly metric over there. Wacky.

Kids are taught metric, but most things in day to day life aren't, so I think you tend to start thinking in Imperial once you leave the school environment.
I haven't found that at at all - now I'm shopping for myself at uni, I've found that most food is measured in metric, for example, and I'm just as nonplussed when confronted with fluid ounces in old cookery books (wtf?) as I ever was.

Perhaps it's a generational thing.

Twenty.

Interestingly, I only know my height in metres and weight in stones.

Typically British, I'm just the same ;)

BMI - 19.8

I got 19 in the Australian one and 18.09 in the NHS one.

I am one of those people who eat as much as I like but never put on any weight; I've been 8 and a half stone for years now.

Wow. That's the opposite of how I thought it was. :p I thought things were pretty strictly metric over there. Wacky.
Legally, it is actually reasonably strict. However...

In supermarkets, etc, food legally has to be priced by the kilo, but so many people can't convert that the supermarkets will put the price in kilos, then in very marginally smaller type put the price in pounds (lb not £ ;)) as well.

I can use imperial and metric measurements pretty much interchangeably, so the whole thing doesn't really affect me. Mind you, I could also comfortably use £.s.d, so maybe I'm just odd.

I heard a great story once...a guy went into a chandler's shop for some rope and said "I don't know whether you sell it by the yard or the metre, but I want 15 metres". The guy behind the counter says "What's that in fathoms?" :p

Twenty.

Interestingly, I only know my height in metres and weight in stones.

It's over NINE THOUSAAAAANNND.


Well, 19, actually.

I got 19 in the Australian one and 18.09 in the NHS one.

I am one of those people who eat as much as I like but never put on any weight; I've been 8 and a half stone for years now.

Not one of these comes as a surprise. Physical hotness is reflected in rhetorical attitude. I KNEW you were all skinny!

Extreme Ironing, you in particular. I bet you look just like me.

I won't ask for pics, just check this list:


You have abdominal muscles. That is, while doing sit-ups (which of course you never do), at least two tiers of abs are visible.

You have cheek-bones, which are noticeable even when your mouth is closed.

You have bony, narrow wrists and ankles. To the extent that young women comment on them jealously.

You have a sharp and narrow nose. To the extent that young women ask how much your nose cost to have done.

You have bones in your shoulders which you can comfortably put a clothes-hanger on.

When you try to drink water from your cupped hands, most of the water runs out between your fingers.

You make a creaking noise when you walk. That's arthritis, btw.

Once, you twisted your leg awkwardly and it actually came off. In a panic, you jammed it back into the socket and it's been alright ever since. But you doubt whether that really happened and think it was probably some kind of waking dream.

Whenever you see a loose body-part, your first thought is "OMG, that's a part of me! And it's not connected!"

Not one of these comes as a surprise. Physical hotness is reflected in rhetorical attitude. I KNEW you were all skinny!

Extreme Ironing, you in particular. I bet you look just like me.

I won't ask for pics, just check this list:


You have abdominal muscles. That is, while doing sit-ups (which of course you never do), at least two tiers of abs are visible.

You have cheek-bones, which are noticeable even when your mouth is closed.

You have bony, narrow wrists and ankles. To the extent that young women comment on them jealously.

You have a sharp and narrow nose. To the extent that young women ask how much your nose cost to have done.

You have bones in your shoulders which you can comfortably put a clothes-hanger on.

When you try to drink water from your cupped hands, most of the water runs out between your fingers.

You make a creaking noise when you walk. That's arthritis, btw.

Once, you twisted your leg awkwardly and it actually came off. In a panic, you jammed it back into the socket and it's been alright ever since. But you doubt whether that really happened and think it was probably some kind of waking dream.

Whenever you see a loose body-part, your first thought is "OMG, that's a part of me! And it's not connected!"

Errr....

No on all, that's good right?:confused:

Well, according to my own calculations:

23.940028671687778158165011982198

According to Thumbless's site:

27.3

So either I calculated incorrectly or something else is wrong.

Either way, I know I'm still overweight. I'm just amazed my BMI is that low. I was used to it being thirty-five or so.

Errr....

No on all, that's good right?:confused:

Yes and no. I like to pretend that somewhere out there is someone just like me. But actually meeting them would probably not be much fun.

You know what's really scary? I'd picked you for a skinny person when I first saw your name. It's the "v" I think. Skinny people are attracted to the letter "v" and the letter "v" is attracted to skinny people.

Yes, I am using alcohol and poor diet to simulate complete barking madness.

You have abdominal muscles. That is, while doing sit-ups (which of course you never do), at least two tiers of abs are visible.

You have cheek-bones, which are noticeable even when your mouth is closed.

You have bony, narrow wrists and ankles. To the extent that young women comment on them jealously.

You have a sharp and narrow nose. To the extent that young women ask how much your nose cost to have done.

You have bones in your shoulders which you can comfortably put a clothes-hanger on.I

When you try to drink water from your cupped hands, most of the water runs out between your fingers.

You make a creaking noise when you walk. That's arthritis, btw.

Once, you twisted your leg awkwardly and it actually came off. In a panic, you jammed it back into the socket and it's been alright ever since. But you doubt whether that really happened and think it was probably some kind of waking dream.

Whenever you see a loose body-part, your first thought is "OMG, that's a part of me! And it's not connected!"

Hey, I'm not that bad! In some parts of my body there is a layer of tissue separating my skin and bones...

Yes and no. I like to pretend that somewhere out there is someone just like me. But actually meeting them would probably not be much fun.

You know what's really scary? I'd picked you for a skinny person when I first saw your name. It's the "v" I think. Skinny people are attracted to the letter "v" and the letter "v" is attracted to skinny people.

Yes, I am using alcohol and poor diet to simulate complete barking madness.But I'm not skinny, just light. Perhaps I'm hollow on the inside.:p

BMI only works on the 'average' person. So, unless you're decidedly an average person feel safe to ignore it.
My BMI's 29 btw.

As an average person I found that I have a BMI of 34.

*Makes the belly wobble*

Not one of these comes as a surprise. Physical hotness is reflected in rhetorical attitude. I KNEW you were all skinny!

Extreme Ironing, you in particular. I bet you look just like me.

:eek:

I won't ask for pics, just check this list:

You have abdominal muscles. That is, while doing sit-ups (which of course you never do), at least two tiers of abs are visible.

Check.

You have cheek-bones, which are noticeable even when your mouth is closed.

Check.

You have bony, narrow wrists and ankles. To the extent that young women comment on them jealously.

Yes to the first, no to the second.

You have a sharp and narrow nose. To the extent that young women ask how much your nose cost to have done.

Nope.

You have bones in your shoulders which you can comfortably put a clothes-hanger on.

Check.

When you try to drink water from your cupped hands, most of the water runs out between your fingers.

I would expect this for most people, no?

You make a creaking noise when you walk. That's arthritis, btw.

Not really, my joints (knees and wrists especially) used to click a lot, but don't do much any more. I can crack my knuckles easily, though.

Once, you twisted your leg awkwardly and it actually came off. In a panic, you jammed it back into the socket and it's been alright ever since. But you doubt whether that really happened and think it was probably some kind of waking dream.

Whenever you see a loose body-part, your first thought is "OMG, that's a part of me! And it's not connected!"
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:p

Though I did almost dislocation my shoulder once, while driving of all things (car has really stiff steering).

Another thing, you've assumed my gender as male without any information to support that. Though it's kinda funny the way we form personas of people on forums, somehow a posting style can be necessarily one gender and not the other.

23
though go back to the days I exercised, it was 17. I was a scrawny lil shit.

BMI's really don't mean anything. Fat and muscle count as the same weight. Mine is 27 according to that site.

Damn you and your metric system :p

24 though by the way. Makes sense as I'm healthy but a bit muscular.

17. I am the modern Bitchkitten.
Without the exercise.

27, probably should be higher though

Around 18. One of the sites said 18, one of them said 18.2.

Um...BMI = fail. I know a guy whose BMI is about 17, and he's fine (he just doesn't put on any fat, no matter what he eats/drinks), and another guy at 28 whose body fat percentage is around 6.

yup. i mean, its sorta vaguely useful i guess. but being tall and/or muscular can fuck it right to hell.

28 bmi, 11-15%ish body fat

Given that using all of these different calculators, I've had a BMI from 27-30 (without entering different values, either), something tells me there's not a particularly standard system for telling what one's BMI is, merely from online crap.

And using Hates formula, I calculate 26, so I have no friggin' clue what these sites are up to.

17.9 according to the American one. 18.7 according to the Aussie one. (57kg/125lbs, 177cm/70in)

And I've probably gained about 5-7kg/10-15lbs in the past couple of months, too, as I've finally started doing regular exercise and eating more than one and a half meals a day.

But I'm not skinny, just light. Perhaps I'm hollow on the inside.:p

Actually, at 44 and after years of vegetarian/just-plain-bad diet, "hollow on the inside" is a real possibility for me. I should really have a bone density test, because I'm sure I have more body fat than when I was twenty, but my weight hasn't changed.

Light for your size is good for many things. Climbing, cycling, or the quickness and agility which could save your life some day.

As an average person I found that I have a BMI of 34.

*Makes the belly wobble*

Hey, sexy sumo!

:eek:

Yeah, that was well out of line. I just have this thing, I think it started before I'd even wred a post of yours. I looked at your name and thought "brother!"

Since then, I've looked at your posts and thought "hey, excellent. I'm proud of that post."

I should install a keylogger on this computer, so I can definitely rule out that you are actually me.

I would expect this for most people, no?

I don't think so. On the fingers would be one of the last places a person would have fat, yet those people who have a tendency to fat also seem to have less protruding joints.

All my joints are big, and that's OK. It's kinda ugly, but big joints are strong joints, and I need to use them for a few years yet and haven't been that careful with them so far.

What I mean is: to hold even a tablespoon of water in one hand, I need to cramp my fingers together until they all form one point at the fingertips, then push them together with my thumb. Perhaps that's normal.

Not really, my joints (knees and wrists especially) used to click a lot, but don't do much any more. I can crack my knuckles easily, though.

I've never liked making such noises, but out of curiosity I just tried cracking my knuckles. One ... one! ... lousy little crack ... from eight joints. Weirdly enough, it was my right index finger.

Another thing, you've assumed my gender as male without any information to support that. Though it's kinda funny the way we form personas of people on forums, somehow a posting style can be necessarily one gender and not the other.

Names are telling too. I think "Ironing" is a name few women would choose, it suggests domesticity, and fairly unnecessary domesticity at that.

This thing of telling the gender of a poster could be the basis of an entire thread.

I honestly don't know. Perhaps I decided you were a fella the moment I saw your name, and because you rarely speak personally (that's fine, btw) that has never been challenged. By something like induction (repeated failure to disprove) I may have formed a firm impression that you are male, with no evidence at all.

You know what? Now, I don't want to know. I'm happy to think of you as a thirty-year old woman with long dark hair and a scowl. Unless you assert otherwise ... and I'll call you "they" or EI.

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BMI's really don't mean anything. Fat and muscle count as the same weight. Mine is 27 according to that site.

Actually, muscle is more dense than fat. But still it's a point.

I gained about three kilos when I was living on a farm. It was all muscle, and some of it came at the expense of fat. But the muscle really showed -- I looked big because arm and leg muscle is located that way, it increases your outline (cameo, profile, figure) far more than a comparable weight of fat around the waist or thighs.

In other words, anyone can tell if it's fat or muscle, just by looking at you.

BMI is really, really fail. It might work if everyone was built like a pencil, but everyone isn't. I'm not.

It varies between about 18.3 and 19.2, because my weight fluctuates pretty wildly in a 10-pound range. Now that I've hit 25 I should probably do something about that, apparently it's bad for your health...

Around 19, I think.

linky me (http://www.mydr.com.au/tools/bodymass.asp)

Understanding the Body Mass Index or BMI

BMI is determined by your weight in kg divided by your (height in metres)2.

It is designed for men and women over the age of 18.

A healthy BMI is between 20 and 25. A result below 20 indicates that you may be underweight; a figure above 25 indicates that you may be overweight.

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I am 12 :S so it might not be accurate, but I am 163cm tall and 55kilograms

21, last I checked anyway.

Mine is about 21.5, I'm 1.98 meters (wich is 6.4 feet) and I weigh about 85 kilo's (wich is about 187 pounds). My BMI is fine, but I know my body isn't that healthy because my fat percentage is a bit too high. I really need to cut down on the saturated fats, but I'm a cooky and chocolate addict (but I'm male, and not female :P), ooo the pain!

My body is excellent. It was built to last, it heals well when my stupid decisions injure it, it is discrete but insistent when my stupid decisions are harming it, and every single day I see some part of it and think "that is fine, and it is me." Without my body, I would not be, and this is not some mantra I must repeat to believe ... it's the fundamental assumption of all my mental experiments, all my experience. It is every part of me, but this arrogant and lippy part I call consciousness.

Every single day, my body slaves at the mill of my consciousness. I am the (imaginary) owner of the means of production. And I love my worker. I would simply not exist without my worker. I (listening, Andaras?) AM my worker.

This ten-dollar keyboard is dear to me. The coffee-stains and the ink-pen notes written on it are dear to me. It has sticky keys, but my fingers know which keys stick, they apply the force just so ... and when that fails, I bang the key with ten times more force than necessary, and I get that damn "a" on my screen. It's my keyboard and I love it. I will love the next keyboard just as much, because it is the lover of my fingers. All keyboards have been so, the next will be also.

My body is warm and comfortable except (uncrosses knees) .. my body is warm and comfortable. My toes (now that I notice them) are performing some kind of octopus ballet which really has nothing to do with whatever subject I thought I was addressing here, so I'll wind up this post and take some time to remove my damn boots (dear boots, lovers of my feet) and read with interest Smunkeeville's BMI.

A more interesting question should be finding the ratio to BMIs of males to that of thier girlfriends, then cross reference it to thier incomes.

BMI is really, really fail.

It's no basis for a medical diagnosis, sure.

But it makes we svelt and nubile people feel better about ourselves,so it's not entirely fail.

It might work if everyone was built like a pencil, but everyone isn't. I'm not.

Um ... an eraser?

No, wait ... you're built like a photocopier? Buttons in the right place, rounded corners, do the right thing at the top end and you get what you want slightly above knee-level. And if there's any technical problem, a nice Aussie guy turns up and gives it a bit of a tweak, then reads the manual and starts bedding down next to the machine and swearing in Japanese ... ok, I had a joke there somewhere. Sorrry.

A more interesting question should be finding the ratio to BMIs of males to that of thier girlfriends, then cross reference it to thier incomes.

You don't think they might see your flashing-neon, brass-band feminist agenda rolling into town ... and just lie to you?

EDIT: I'm well drunk and should be getting out of bed soon. Your idea has merit, so go do it. If you have PayPal, I'll even pay you to do that research using the existing data. Two actual bucks. From me. To you. Is that generous, or what?

Yeah, that was well out of line. I just have this thing, I think it started before I'd even wred a post of yours. I looked at your name and thought "brother!"

Since then, I've looked at your posts and thought "hey, excellent. I'm proud of that post."

I should install a keylogger on this computer, so I can definitely rule out that you are actually me.

Well, I'm flattered ... I think. I've never had the impression people take much notice of what I post.


I don't think so. On the fingers would be one of the last places a person would have fat, yet those people who have a tendency to fat also seem to have less protruding joints.

All my joints are big, and that's OK. It's kinda ugly, but big joints are strong joints, and I need to use them for a few years yet and haven't been that careful with them so far.

What I mean is: to hold even a tablespoon of water in one hand, I need to cramp my fingers together until they all form one point at the fingertips, then push them together with my thumb. Perhaps that's normal.

Yeah, fair enough, I suppose I do have largish gaps between my fingers where the fat doesn't cover it. I've got quite bandy legs as well, I can't touch my knees together when straight.

Names are telling too. I think "Ironing" is a name few women would choose, it suggests domesticity, and fairly unnecessary domesticity at that.

This thing of telling the gender of a poster could be the basis of an entire thread.

I honestly don't know. Perhaps I decided you were a fella the moment I saw your name, and because you rarely speak personally (that's fine, btw) that has never been challenged. By something like induction (repeated failure to disprove) I may have formed a firm impression that you are male, with no evidence at all.

You know what? Now, I don't want to know. I'm happy to think of you as a thirty-year old woman with long dark hair and a scowl. Unless you assert otherwise ... and I'll call you "they" or EI.

It's certainly an interesting subject. I know I've constructed personas of people here only to discover my assigned gender was incorrect. I suppose human don't like interacting with a faceless load of text so we automatically create personalities and even images to place behind them.

Concerning my name, I suppose the fact its a mock extreme sport is perhaps a more male-oriented activity, though that's not to say it's something I do regularly, I just love the idea and name.t

Mine is about 25.

my BMI is artificially high due to my muscle mass and shortness. I'm a very round person. I am overweight, but not as much as my BMI would lead you to believe. I got tested at the dr. a few weeks back and I am 27% body fat.......so most of this weight is from non-fat sources.

oh, and my BMI is 34.

http://www.nutribase.com/fwchartf.shtml

scroll down and you can see the body fat percentage chart.

My BMI is fine, but I know my body isn't that healthy because my fat percentage is a bit too high.

Ditto. Even at the lower range of my BMI (17.9-18.3) I'm sort of "skinny fat". Not that I don't have muscles, cause I do, but most of my strength is in my thighs and German child-bearing hips, and my upper body is slimmer but unconditioned. I also apparently now have high cholesterol! Further proof that slender =/= healthy.

I got my one from one of those weight machine things, except it was in Spain, so i don't quite understand it. I still have it somewhere, damn, i could have had it translated by you guys. oh well it's probably out of date anyway.
Numbers of the day, 209235, 2 hours, 0 alcohol, 9 essays to do, 23 birds spotted today, 5 brain cells functioning. i know that was random, i'm bored.

32... looks like i'm one of the highest here lol

but i am quite strong, and just about 6 foot so i'm not that round... just the belly :p

i just like my food :D

I already knew I could stand to lose some weight (working on it).

Says my BMI is 32

6'4 and 250 lbs or 188 cm and 113 kgs


I blame it on my job since it consists of the strenuous activities of sitting around and hitting buttons while answering phones and talking really pretty.