The moment of Truth

*Body and weight talk, please avoid if it's a trigger for you*

So I broke down and bought a scale. As someone who was eating disordered for several years, I haven't really felt safe having one before now, but I'm really working hard toward a goal and the gym scale is never calibrated. In two weeks it went from 1.5 pounds too low to three pounds off. I know, I weighed a dumbbell.

So tomorrow my new scale with bioelectrical impedence comes (to gauge body fat). It will be exactly one month since I measured at a horrible 39.3%, so a good 71 pounds of fat. Yikes. Anyhow, so I can't wait to see where I end up tomorrow. My trainer said I could lose .5 lbs of fat and gain 1.5 lbs of muscle (conservatively) per month, and I can't wait to compare my progress from month one to two. I'm FINALLY seeing a bit of progress, so while I'm not happy with where I am, I'm only six pounds away from my prepregnancy weight with the Firecracker Princess. When I get there, I'll only be about thirty pounds away from my final goal weight, which would be fan-freaking-tastic.

Which brings me to facestat.com again. I uploaded my second picture, and I was overwhelmingly voted "not bad", which is significantly better than "repulsive". But interestingly, I went from "bright" to "dull". So apparently attractiveness is inversely proportional to intelligence. I think I'd rather be smart than pretty, so apparently I'm on the right track. ;)

So that's all for today. And here's the promised (but not good) picture of the new hair. I was gross from the gym, but it's all I have right now.