Frustrated

I've been cleaning out my closet for the past hour or so and tossing out a ton of cute clothes that no longer fit....I'm starting to see some muscle definition, but the scale is slow to move. I KNOW in my head that I'm making progress, at least health-wise. But, let me be honest, I am not working out to have a healthy-strong-as-a-damn-ox heart. I want to drop some inches baby! fit into smaller clothes and all that other vain crap. Had a pretty good week as far as working out. I dread it, but I know that I need to start counting calories again. Freaking pain in the arse, but it definitely makes me more aware of how much I'm eating. Arrggghhhh!!!! Wish eating right wasn't such a challenge. On a lighter note, the SPCA walk yesterday was very fun... so many cute dogs! We all (me, jeff and the dogs) had to nap to recoup, but it was a great way to spend a Saturday morning.