Like Embers from the Fire that is My Mind. . . .

 Reached the 60 lbs. lost point this past Saturday. I'm feeling strong and more energetic, and can wear smaller sizes. At my highest weight, I was filling out 3x shirts. A few weeks ago I bought the first XL sized swimsuit in probably 7 or eight years. I haven't been able to fit into XL or smaller sizes since eighth grade. Maybe even before that.
I'm optimistic, because I've never lost this much, never gone this low, and I'm still going. Still motivated, where before I would be petering out, running back to the junkfood with my tail between my legs.
I was remarking to my best friend about the weight I'd lost while at her parent's house this Sunday, and her father (Who is an asshole, but an observant asshole) cried out "So how much you weigh now?" I replied "I'm down to 247." He looked at me funny, and commented that he weighed nearly the same and was quite a bit larger and a bit taller than me. He said that I must have a lot of muscle. I'm hoping he's right, but I just don't have any way to tell for sure. I mean, what's the average weight a 5'8" woman with a medium sized frame can lift with her arms? Legs? I just feel strange, because even though my sizes are getting smaller, I'm still so damn . . . heavy.