... Because there are 16 days until Christmas.
... Because there are 23 days until the New Year.
... Because there are about 44 days until DH gets home.
... Because there are 65 days until my 24th Birthday.
I am sad to say I already ruined my plan today with 2 delicious homemade cookies... but I'll stop right there and back in track for the rest of the day... because I don't want to ruin the whole week
Because in spite of the scale still being stubborn, I am starting to see some definition in my abs, of all places. That's crazy talk! There's still plenty of fat there, but underneath it I can see my obliques trying to peek out. If I keep at it I know I will see them for real eventually. Someday. (Any time now, body.)