She immediately gave me a once over, casually touched my bicep with a few fingers and exclaimed, “Have you gained weight??” To most, this would probably be an insulting way to greet someone you hadn’t seen in two years. In this particular instance, I’m convinced she meant it in the nicest way possible. When she’d seen me last, I was 6 feet and 1 inch tall and I weighed 158lbs. But now – 2 years later – I was still only 160 lbs. What she’d noticed was that I was no longer swimming in loose clothing that made me look about 10 pounds skinnier than I was already.