NO, my scale isn't doing a magic trick. I'm holding steady at 222.2. That is how much my stupid $#*!ing door handle cost ME. It wasn't the fault of the guy at the lube shop. He was just the one who "touched it last" Stupid GM and their stupid plastic parts. Seriously, let's make the thing on the vehicle that is touched the most out of crappy plastic.
AND when I went to pick it up we were early. So, my mother-in-law said take me to Sonic so I can get a burger. Then I had to sit and smell it, and watch and listen (smack smack smack) to her eat it. Argh. But I can home, heated up 1/2 cup of my potato soup. AND I was "finished" before I was finished!!! WOOT!!
NSV: I tried on the work pants I was wearing when school let out....size 16. Guess what?? ALL too big!!! Hurrah!!! Size 14 here I come!!!
I did the first night of Couch25k last night. I was sweating bullets and wanting to quit by the 2nd 60 second run...but I didn't. I finished it and LOVED myself afterwards!!!!
I was also able to share my story with a beautiful 21 year old "girl" who is struggling with the decision to have surgery or not. It makes me happy to be able to help others by sharing my experiences. This lap band thang rocks!!