Oh ghod, the challenge of faith. I suffered that for a long time. I went almost a year with NO noticeable progress. Seriously, I'm sure you remember how I was at the beginning, flame. Weekly pictures, asking, begging for ideas, what works, what doesn't. I FELT like progress was happening, but I couldn't see it. I almost gave up a couple times. But, through it all, again, I felt progress. I felt so much better about myself going down this road. I was riding the emotional high to cover the observable failure, but even that would only take me so far. Finally, one day, it happened. I got my knots. They were there, and pushing out. Then, figuratively almost overnight, it seemed, I was tossing B-cups out for being too small.