My love/hate relationship with a "healthy" BMI.

Anyone who knows me knows that I don't have a lot of love for the BMI measurement, because it doesn't take into consideration several things that impact me personally: the fact that I have a large skeletal frame, and the fact that through strength training since day one of my weight loss journey, I have quite a bit of muscle on me, and of course the density of muscle is greater than the density of fat, so more muscular people weigh more.

However, despite the fact that I have a healthy body fat percentage as well as blood sugar, blood pressure and cholesterol numbers that are within the healthy range, I couldn't help but be excited that I am inching closer to that magic 24.9 BMI number (or for my height of 5'5", 149 pounds). Granted, the only advantages that I can think of are that if I maintain it for 6 months, I can apply to get my life insurance rates decreased and I would be a more acceptable candidate for plastic surgery in order to get the extra skin removed from various areas of my body, but it's still exciting to get back to a weight that I haven't seen since I was a freshman in high school and to achieve another goal per se (and I'm DEFINITELY a goal-oriented person!).

So I'm still in weight loss mode, looking for that 24.9. Yes, even those who have disdain for such an arbitrary measurement can be suckered in.