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Ka-Boom!

I weighed myself at the gym this morning and I've gained another 5-ish pounds. I'm now 190 lbs of solid man. Well, mostly solid. Actually, kind of solid with a chewy center.

It's kind of weird because I'm slowly getting used to the idea that I live my life inside a slightly more massive body than I've generally thought.

When I got to college, I was almost my adult height and I weighed about 150 lbs. At my lightest, I weighed 145 lbs and I was 6'2" at the time. I was a skinny-mini. I imagine it was frightful. At my heaviest in college, I weighed in at a skinny 165 lbs and for a couple of years, I couldn't break the 170 mark.

So, in my mind, I weigh 165 lbs, which is considerably smaller than many males of my height. Hell, it's smaller than many adult males who are shorter than I am. So, I tend to think of myself as skinny. Scrawny, even.

It's just not true!

While I've had some success in gaining weight now, changing the image of my size in my mind is a slower process, but it's happening. I find I'm stronger than I thought. Some of my clothes are tighter than I remember. When I try on new clothes, I have to pick out larger sizes than I used to be able to get away with. It's the little things.

Assuming the weight I gain is muscle and not fat, I would like to put on another 5 to 10 lbs. Hell, Superman weighs 225 lbs and he's only 6'4".