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Booty camp wrap-up meeting was today. There was video... all of it shot after I got injured, so I wasn't in any of it. Tried to be happy for people who won stuff.

I have apparently lost 3% body fat and gained half a pound of muscle. Pretty sure I gained more than that, but lost it between breaking my finger and weighing out. Le sigh.

I just tried on a bunch of old skirts and dresses, some of which I haven't worn in years. Everything I tried on fits. I mean EVERYTHING. Who here remembers the white leather skirt from 1989?

I'm not sure why this surprised me, but it did. Go me!

(I, of course, can still see an unacceptable tummy bulge. Helloooooo, exercise!)

People are f-ing sociopaths. Seriously. There are whole swathes of humanity that I would like to shake by the shoulders and yell, "YOU ARE NOT ANY MORE SPECIAL THAN ANYBODY ELSE. You do not get to strew your crap all over the one bench in the women's locker room and then go wander off somewhere. You do not get to weave through traffic at 80 miles an hour when everyone else is ALREADY DOING 70. You do not get to park in a freakin' visitor spot just because you can't be bothered coming in to work at a normal time like EVERYONE ELSE HAS TO." Sadly, all the evidence indicates that people DO get to do these things. Damn them all.

I am not the only one in the office who is short on sleep. Kid-in-the-Next-Cube and I had a heated debate this morning, lasting several minutes, over whether it was in fact Tuesday or Wednesday.

My exercise pants are starting to get somewhat floppy on me. Um, yay?