All this work just to lose a half pound!
I was devastated last night after seeing the scale, even knowing that heavy muscle is better than lighter fat. I only weighed because I was feeling so confident that I'd lost a few pounds. But I did the workout anyway.
Things all turned around though this morning when I did three things I haven't done in almost two years:
wore a pair of pre-pregnancy sized pants,
tucked my top into those pants, and
used the pre-pregnancy notch in my belt.
In light of those three details, who cares about that silly scale! I'm wearing clothes I couldn't wear before I started this, so there must be substantial muscle skewing the numbers.
I'm not weighing again until April 20th, when my 30 days of Shredding are complete. Hopefully by then I'll be so hot I won't care what number the scale throws at me. Since Bryan's already Shredded today, I've got some catching up to do.