Triumph nyah

So Triumph this month was a true overnighter. We ran from 6pm to 8am. ALL FRIGGIN NIGHT. I am just now recovering my regular sleep. I did almost 100% combat, which is different from what I've done recently. Different, but good. I was starting to feel badly about not contributing combat-wise. I just downed two fraps and some chocolate bars throughout the night to keep me going.

All in all, it was pretty exhausting, and I think part of that was physically as opposed to mentally. I'm not quite sure what to equate it to in terms of exercise, but it was a decent amount of running around, swinging and hitting.

I feel better and feel like I'm losing inches at the very least. I will check circumference in a second. I haven't been to the gym since last Wednesday, and hopefully Ben and I can go tomorrow sometime...maybe not, though, because I have the Triumph debrief and we may have to pick up the Alero from the car repair shop. We'll see. As a result, I don't know what my weight is at. Although, now that I think about it, I never reported Wednesday. I went with Ben and found out that my FAVORITE zumba instructor was teaching, so I was excited to say the least. I had a blast and loved every minute of it. I weighed myself afterward and I think I was at 153. I don't really remember.

Ok, I've stalled enough...circumference time. It's still 37", so at least I'm not getting bigger, right? I can lie to myself and pretend it's 36.5", but I know that all it means is that I'm sucking in. Ah, well. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can, I think I can, I.........