143. Me looking back?

So I’m mulling things over a bit.  Nothing major, but I’ve just caught a flash of myself in the bathroom mirror, naked.   

It crosses my mind that I don’t have an image in my head of how I look anymore because it’s changed so much over the last year, and because I’ve yo yo’d up and down in weight so much over the last few years that I have no idea who I am, physically at least.  Fortunately, I’ve got an exceptionally strong self of self mentally so the physical isn’t the be all and end all, but still… strange sensation.  Just what DO I look like?