Penguin is on the ABE diet. His metabolism is so high he has to Always Be Eating (ABE) in order to MAINTAIN his weight. This morning at the gym he offhandedly told me his weight is the same but his pants are falling off, i.e. his body fat percentage is dropping. By his estimate, he’s down to 10% body fat (from 15%).
With a frown on his face, Penguin pinches the skin around his belly button. “I really need to do something about this.”
I look at the centimeter of skin between his thumb and forefinger. “What are you talking about? That’s all skin. You’ve never had better muscle definition. You look great.”
His frown deepens. “I used to be 7% body fat, but it was so hard to maintain.”
I shake my head before pumping out 12 reps of cabled chest-flies. I tell him, “You’re crazy.” Inside I’m screaming. “You think 10% body fat is bad! What about my 25% body fat! That makes me a FAT FUCK!”
No wonder I have body issues.
On a separate note, the conversation did give me hope that though my weight has been creeping up, my body fat percentage might be dropping. Reality gave me a blow when my “skinny” dress barely fit. (Most people have a pair of “skinny” jeans, I have a “skinny” dress. I have a tomboy attitude with a barbie wardrobe.) It took the lady I asked to help, several minutes to zip - I think she was close to giving up. My face burned with humiliation.