Heavy weights
I weighed my head today.
I put the scale on our dining table and put my whole head on
it.
And, after that, I weighed my hands and my left foot,
although that was more difficult so the outcome was probably not very
dependable, although I did try quite a few times.
Have you ever tried to read the little LED display with your
foot on the scale on the dining table?
If not, let me tell you – it’s difficult, uncomfortable and
highly unaesthetic.
Guess you’re wondering why anyone would want to weigh these
parts – any body part for that matter – instead of weighing the whole kit
and caboodle .
I realize it sounds weird, but after a heavy duty working
season I want a scientific answer as to: why am I so tired?
It’s quite an interesting little piece of research if you
think about it.
Do all different body parts actually add up to your total
body weight?
For instance, take me, for example. (Will somebody please
take me?).
My total weight is
usually about 48 to 50 kilos. Each separate hand weighs an average of 5 ks
on my scale; the left foot came in at 8.5. My head alone weighs a full 10 ks. |
That means that smack dab
on top of my remaining body weight of 38 to 40 ks, there sits this massive
heavy ball which I have to schlep around every day . . . and I wonder why I
am tired! True, of course, a 10 kilo head is a bit on the heavy side. This
could mean one of three things:
1 - I have huge brain
volume (my preferred explanation).
2 - I suffer from a medical
condition like hydrocephaly (would’ve noticed that in the mirror) or
very local heavy bone structure.
3 - I pushed a little too
heavy on my little electronic scale while putting my head to the test.
After thorough research
with above mentioned body parts, the latter may be the most likely, but the
outcome remains the same: my head is heavy . . . very heavy.
So are my hands and yes, of
course, my left foot.
It’s because of the
“The-season’s-finished-we-can-now-relax-therefore-lets-clean-the-whole-house-throw-away-everything-we-don’t-need-and-paint-every-room-while-we’re-at-it”
syndrome. My whole family is suffering from it. It comes on every year at
the end of October, disappears miraculously somewhere in November and leaves
us exhausted.
Yesterday, after a full day
of hard physical house-work, following closely a full season of hard
not-so-physical tourist work, I collapsed on the couch, worn out to the
bone, energy levels so far below zero it could have solved the whole global
warming-thing.
I couldn’t move a muscle.
Believe me, I tried. I told
my head to tell my leg to tell my foot to move my little toe while downing
pure olive oil shots, just like Lorenzo.
But nothing. Zip. Nada. My
scale was the only comforting factor.
After my above weighing
sessions I realized that my head+hands+feet equal 37 kilos. Conclusion:
torso+arms+legs equal 11 to 13 kilos – and that’s far too light to carry
weighted objects, therefore exhaustion.
Time for some well earned
rest. Thank God it’s winter . . . kalo heimona! |
