The Scales are Lying

The scales are lying . ..they must be ....I do not feel any thinner, or any less out of breath when I climb three flights of stairs, but here I am supposedly 12 lbs lighter (14 if you go by WW scale). I know if Nicole Ritchee lost 12lbs she would be nonexsistant, but it is so barely noticeable on me because I weigh so much to begin with. While this is a bit discouraging, people's wild reactions to any number over ten seem to be enough to inspire me to forge on. I guess my pants do feel a little looser around the waiste, but that could just be me wearing them three times before washing them and of course wishful thinking. But alas .. . . I did wake up for the second day in a row (after a measley 5.5hrs sleep) and I did the first week of boot camp evaluation. I was able to get about another half minute shaved off my mile (man am I in high school PE again???). I really can't wait for the day that I do not feel like I am dying after a 14 minute mile. I am huffing with a charlie horse and sweating to high heaven while everyone else is back on their mats doing crunches. And since it's a new session there is one girl probably a little more out of shape than me, and she freakin cheated! She turned around before the half mile marker. . . I still beat her! Hehe. I know it's not a race and we are just trying to improve our own time, but damn it felt good not to be last.

I think tomorrow's shower might be a bit of a challenge as I know there will be tons of food and sweets. I dont want to deny myself, but I will try not to go overboard.