Appearance:
A few interesting differences noticed recently.
My ankles are suddenly, after just a little over a week of weight training, looking more like they oughtta. You can see my achilles tendon on my right ankle! In addition, my calves are becoming more well-defined.
I was told today that my face looks a lot thinner all of a sudden. This may be due to having recently trimmed my ridiculous beard, but I did notice last week when I had my hand on my face that my cheek bones are starting to jut a little. And my jaw bone is more noticeably defined.
My upper arms feel smaller, and crossing my arms across my chest feels different. More comfortable.
Collar bones stick out more.
My back is straighter, and somehow less fat-looking, though I can’t really identify how.
I don’t know if you want to know this(you probably don’t), but my ass looks more like an ass, and less like, well, not an ass.
Man boobies have shrunk. When laying on my back, they are no longer perceivable. In addition, I can feel my ribs when on my back without having to press down for them. I have kind of a huge rib cage, and when I was working out a few years ago, at just around 230 lbs you could see my ribs when I was laying down, even though I still had a fairly sizeable gut.
My feet bones are sticking out.
Hands are skinnier. This was pointed out by my friend Chad one day, who seemed very surprised. Indeed, when I look at that picture I posted a few days ago, I am surprised by how fat my hands looked.
Clothing:
Shirts that were once tight are now starting to become dress-like. I have a reserve of shirts that were too small for me that are now fitting very well, some of those even starting to get a little big. Most of my shirts are not flattering at all, now. They poof out at the bottom, making me look bigger than I actually am. I am going to need to go shirt shopping soon. I’m thinking when I hit about 235 or so.
Pants are all loose, even the shorts that were tight on me when I bought them back when I worked at Lowe’s.
I now fit into every single one of my button-up shirts, and some of them are unwearable.
Maybe soon I’ll be able to fit into that leather jacket that’s way too long for me. I’ll have to get it tailored when that’s the case. It’s a cool jacket! I’m going to be sad next winter when my tweed is too big for me. Maybe I can find another one, this time with patches!