I have noticed that, when looking at my reflection, I am still fat. Well, part of this is because I'm still fat. But I'm not nearly as fat as I was (I've lost thirty pounds, but still have just over twenty to be at my goal weight, which is toward the lower end of my healthy weight range for my height.)
When I see my reflection, I look just like I did thirty pounds ago. Other people have noticed I've lost weight and my clothes have, thankfully, been enlightened to this fact, but I'm under some sort of optical illusion force field.
It's weird.
My weight is up a little today. I ate yesterday. Ate like I wasn't dieting. I didn't binge or anything, but, well... waffles. And then pizza. I wasn't even that hungry, I was just weary of dieting. It's been months since I just ate without keeping a mental tally. I didn't go outside of my intermittent fasting time, but I didn't count calories, either. I'm back on track today, so I don't think I've done any serious damage, but I'm glad I didn't join that additional one-month DietBet that I was eyeing.