Let there be light

This blog post feels like I am going back, "old school".  Back to fat instead of muscle.

I hate to beat a dead horse, but I keep telling you to take progress photos. You just never know what you will see. Some/most victories have nothing to do with the scale. 

I've become fairly shameless about putting my goodies out on display for progress photos.  Some times, I take 20-30 photos to find the one that I want to post. So when you look at them and say to yourself, "Is that the best she could do?". It sure was. Haha.  So tonight, I came skipping home to open my Flag nor Fail order.  I wasn't taking the photos as "progress" shots, just good old fashioned photos of my new stuff.  Anyway...  later on, as I was going through to delete them, I noticed something. Something very interesting and new.  Light. Light between my thighs. All this time, I have been distracted and preoccupied by my muscles and strength, I let the trimming down completely slip me by.  I mean, I have good days and fat days, but apparently I had more good then bad.  There used to be no space between those badboys until it got to my knee caps. Now, my thighs are noticeably more lean.  The other thing I noticed was that without really thinking about it, I voluntarily snapped a photo of the writting across my butt.  Not just showing my butt, I paid money to have it excentuated.  When did that become a thing? That's certainly new.  Crazy! 

Well, all I can say is keep snapping those shots.  You just never one what will strike you.