Sigh.

So I get on the scale this morning with high(er) expectations for myself.

I had suffered! I wanted to be rewarded!

Sigh. No such luck.

I went down .2 pounds. Not even a half a pound. A fifth.

After 40 activity points in a week! After wanting to give up several times!

Sigh again.

My only consolation prize. Hubby says the ass is getting smaller.

Yay me.