Darned math'll get me every time.
The other evening I was getting ready for bed and I had my shirt off. I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror in just my bra and for the first time I can ever remember, I noticed I have a skeleton. I mean, I could see there is a definite shape of bones beneath my skin, as opposed to just rolling fields of white fatty flesh. My collarbones curve gracefully up to actual shoulderbones. It's kind of neat, really. The gym scale told me I dropped another pound this week - I'm not sure how, precisely, since I've been a little bad (the Snickers DID call, and I answered the call), but I've been keeping up the workouts, and I guess that's what's really done the trick! I just have to make sure I don't continue to splurge.
I should watch that DVD. I'll do it tomorrow.