I LOVE BMI, but in the way people love Jersey Shore, more than in the way people love Mr. Rogers, or ALF. BMI is, hands down, the most useless and lazy metric around. Why people who are supposed to know things (e.g. doctors) think you can simply take someone’s height, weight and age, ignoring bone density and muscle mass, and then spit out a ‘fat’ or ‘not fat’ verdict, is beyond me. It’s nonsensical. Yet some continue to use it, including insurance companies trying to determine life insurance premiums.
Have some fun and get your BMI here. As you can see, I’m borderline obese. BEEFCAKE! BEEFCAKE!