I stood there, looking at this machine.
“Take your socks and shoes off,” the woman said, not in a commanding voice but more of a suggestion. I comply. Input height and age and then the unit takes your weight. Did I hear it belch?
It’s more than a scale. I relax and grip the ski pole arms that extend from the unit. Elevator music spills out from machine. It’s only seconds now before it will tell me how long I will live. Yes, a flair for the dramatic, especially when it comes to health.
The InBody unit sends a tiny electrical current through my body, assessing my water, dry and lean mass. The printer spits out an analysis.
I’m making progress but I need to keep dropping weight. Good muscle-fat but like so many 51-year-olds, I need to watch the waistline.
The inBody assessment was done by the Reh-fit Centre. It is amazingly similar to what the doctor says but it’s also encouraging. he cardio and weight-lifting is certainly paying off. I just need to do more of the same – much more.
March is nutrition month. I made the commitment months ago to get that machine to like me. So far it doesn’t hate me.