Okay, well not all of my fat, but strategically placed bits here and there.  As I wrote about in my post on the Top 10 Weight Loss Surprises, it’s kind of nice to be able to feel things like hip bones and quadriceps again, and to see your biceps pop when you bend your elbow.  In fact, in what came perilously close to the mirror flexing commonly engaged in by the native gym rats that have been much lampooned here at Reconstructing 30, I caught myself flexing my arms in the mirror as I brushed my teeth a couple of days ago.  The dog, who was sitting at my feet, sighed deeply, rolled her eyes, and threw up a little in her mouth.  I’m not proud of it.  I was just truly fascinated by the reconstruction of my body that is taking place.   Hey, at least it wasn’t in public, like the real gym rats!

Anyhow, losing fat and exposing the fit body underneath that’s ready to get out is liberating, exhilarating, and just all around freakin’ awesome.  But… (there’s that pesky “but” again)  I do miss one little pad of fat that my body decided to dissolve, and I can’t for the life of me figure out why.   It’s that little smaller than a pincushion portion of adipose tissue that had previously protected my tailbone.  I’m no anatomist, but I’m guessing this is analogous to the little flap of chicken fat that you snip off the @$$ of a roaster before you grease it up and pop it in the oven.  Anyhow, I didn’t realize » Read more: Sometimes I Miss My Fat…