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.