I suppose I should have been clearer in a previous post, in that, logically I know weight lifting is good for me. That muscles = fat burning. And that 1 lb of steal takes up a lot less room then 1lb of feathers. But, there are times when this little voice (who sounds an awful lot like my ex) says "You're already too muscular... " and other such things. Just one of those infernal internal battles that one must go through on this journey to fitness.