Teeny tiny progress

I lost 0.1 kgs this week - obviously nothing to rave about, but no drama either.
I'm glad that I've lost more centimetres everywhere, that's the real sign of increased smallness. I'm also feeling a lot fitter and stronger, and am achieving fantastic scores with my PS2 PT sessions, so that's another plus... I'm getting to the end of my twelve week program, so I'm wondering whether to add some running again... oh, it is such an effort, but I get real value out of it - I just have to take care of my knees by keeping on grassed areas.

Nothing to celebrate this week, and now that I have a routine established, I should see better numbers next Monday.
I am already dreading the week of Bec's hen's celebrations - a tour of Melbourne's best chocolatey destinations, followed with many flirtinis at mum and dad's house. I am taking crudites, to encourage myself (and others) to break up the fats and sugars with something nutritious.

But will my willpower last when the chocolates are laid out in front of me? Time will tell.