So over the past few months I've gone off of snacks, and gotten into the weight room three times a week.  I'm down to 195.  I'd like to be down to 180 by year's end.  It's funny though, because people have no idea I need to lose weight. I have a very slight frame, so I can carry around a lot of extra padding and keep it well hidden under clothes.  My wake-up call, though, was when none of my 34-inch pants fit me anymore, and 36-inch stuff was fitting snugly.

I think, maybe that's one of the problems with our society's conception of ideal bodies.  Some people have very robust frames, and dieting will only serve to make them look bony and robust.  They are never going to look gracile and waif-like, like society thinks women should ideally be.  So they continually starve themselves, thinking that the next 10 pounds off will get them to look the way they want.  I have seen people like this.  They have bones protruding out of their skin all over the place.  They look like a skin-covered skeleton, and STILL don't look like that stupid ideal they think they need to achieve.

For guys, it's the reverse.  Our society's ideal for men is an absurdly robust frame, and not all of us are neanderthals.  We can somewhat compensate for a gracile frame with massive muscle development.  I have spent a great deal of time and effort on strength training, but I'm never going to look like Vin Diesel.  At least, not without taking steroids.