I've felt like a pipsqueak for a long time, and still kind of do. It used to kind of bug me, though, but I didn't really dwell on it. I was just happy not to be overweight. I remember being 6'2'' and 145, then 165, then 185, and now 205 and I feel pretty much the same. I wasn't fat as a kid, but was a little pudgy, and then ran and biked my ass off and became "the ultimate skinny guy." The guy above mentioned body dysmorphic disorder, which I think is a real condition. I think that I always felt smaller or fatter than the rest of the people in the gym, and that feeling still comes back to haunt me... because I look in the mirror, and see a skinny guy. Then I look around and see all the guys with no sleeves, big arms and bodies and stuff, and feel like I've got a long ways to go... then I outlift the shit out of them and tell my feelings of size to stuff it.