After working out excessively for weeks, the scale hasn't moved a bit. Oh sure, I haven't changed my diet much, but seriously, as much as I've sweated, I would expect to weigh less. But no. I am obsessive about weighing--sometimes daily--and I've gained and lost the same two pounds for the past six weeks.
Luckily I did my measurements nearly a month ago, and yesterday, after the great race debacle and subsequent depression, I decided to re-do them to see if there was any progress.
Turns out I'm six inches smaller. In a month. So maybe I weight the same, but my thighs, butt, abs and arms are showing progress.
So yay me! Bring it on, summer.
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