Today at work a woman told me that I’m, “really quite tiny.”

While there have been times that I have felt tiny and times that I have fit into tiny clothes, I can’t say that I have ever considered at woman who is 5’7″ tall to be tiny.

She clarified, saying that when I’m behind the reception desk I have a very commanding presence, but that when I’m standing talking to coworkers by their cubicle, she noticed just how thin I actually am.

Since I happen to be the heaviest I’ve been in about 6 years, I couldn’t help but be flattered, but I still can’t quite get on board with this idea that at 5 feet, 7 inches tall (assuming I’m standing up straight) I am actually tiny.

Though once I get over this plague and can get back to the gym, maybe I’ll get back down to a size that I like and I might just feel tiny then!