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I weighed myself this morning and was dumbstruck when the scale read 167.2 pounds!  I am now officially the leanest I can remember weighing during my adult life.  My waist is 31'.  And I'm wearing size 30' jeans and shorts.  

I have arrived at a crossroads.  What's next?  My original goal had been 176.  And when I reached that goal, I lowered it to 168, which I figured was insane.  And now that I've reached that second goal, what am I supposed to do to continue being motivated?  Lower my weight goal again?  160 pounds?  I guess that will have to be my new goal.  I've seen a lot of guys who claim to weigh in the 140s who still look quite good.  God, I can't even believe that I'm attempting to lose another 8 pounds.

People who haven't seen me in quite some time actually tell me that they didn't recognize me at first glance.  One of my best friends---who happens to be very fit---started calling me "Skeleton Man" last night.  He meant it as a compliment.  That he said this while we were working out at the gym---something that would have been unimaginable just 6 months ago---was icing on the proverbial cake. 

Several months ago, I purchased a pair of size 30' shorts.  Now, these aren't any ordinary size 30 shorts, but a pair which actually means what the label says.  As a lot of us know, jean sizes can be deceiving.  I can remember wearing size 34 jeans back when the tape measure still read 38'.  These shorts are the real thing.  Over and over for the past few months, I've tried squeezing myself into these shorts to no avail, even when other jeans with the same waist size fit quite well.  Tonight was the first time that I placed those shorts on...and they perfectly fit!  So much so that I could wear them in public while being shirtless. 

It's a continual shock to admit that I can go shirtless these days and not feel embarassed.  In my mind, I still imagine myself as a fat guy, even though the outward appearance is supposedly much different.