Still Less of Me

Still Less of Me

As of today, I am hovering just around my recommended weight based on my height--just a couple of pounds over. That's the closest I've been to my "ideal" weight in my adult life. I've lost 60 pounds in the last three years or so. And there's little doubt in my mind that I'll reach that ideal range very soon. (And even if I never did, I'm still pretty happy with where I am right now.)

The odd thing is, when I was at my heaviest, I never thought of myself as being as heavy as I was. I didn't clearly see myself when I looked in the mirror. When I thought of myself, I thought of a moderately overweight guy--an average American, basically. Now, however, I'm on the opposite side of that. I don't see myself as thin as I am. A friend recently had to tell me that my XBox 360 avatar was too fat to really look like me. That's a good problem to have, but I would have never noticed it on my own.

After losing so much weight, people frequently ask me if I feel different. The answer, I guess, is no. When I go hiking, I can go a lot farther, a lot faster, but that's only something I notice if I really pay attention. I guess because I lost the weight gradually, there was never a dramatic shift.

I can say, however, that when I do think about it all, I'm pretty happy about it.