I haven't been feeling so great lately, but I had a little bit of happiness on Wednesday. Ryan and I went to the club to go swimming. I wore my new swimsuit and we shared a lane to keep me away from all of the riff-raff. The chlorine was way too strong. I was coughing and wheezing, but it all felt good. And Ryan almost kicked me in the gut only once.
After a soak in the jacuzzi and a shower, we met upstairs near...
I got on. It went back and forth and landed on 160.0. It's been sitting at 165 for months.
Yay! I was feeling a little smaller lately on top. My bra straps were all falling down (of course, I'd lose it there) and my face looks thinner. It feels pretty good.
And here are some photos of this year (August 2008) and two years ago (August 2006). I didn't include the side view because my poochy tummy seems to be about the same. No change.
And now I'm never going to step on a scale again.