Progress, not perfection.

I get weighed and measured once a week, but I didn't do it last week because I was riding the cotton pony and didn't need the humiliation of hearing that I was actually heavier than the previous week. I finally did it Monday. I have already lost 8 pounds. That's 8 pounds in about 3 weeks. I'm proud! She didn't do my measurements because my muscles would be bigger right after a workout.

I was supposed to let her measure me the next morning before exercising, but I didn't get to go because Charlie's preschool was closed for "fall break." I was irate when I walked into that building and found it empty. There was no announcement, no form sent home. They are supposed to follow the county school district's calendar, but the schools were in session. I'm over it now, but I hope some of the other parents let the Director have it. They ARE having preschool tomorrow, so I will get to work out again. I also have derby practice tonight, and that's the best workout known to man...err, woman. I just hope my skates come in soon. The ones I am using are crap.

There's a bout in Mobile Saturday. Can't wait.