Weigh in (60)

Now, be honest; has someone been putting me on an intra-venus drip of liquidised chocolate brownie while I've been asleep?!! Come on, I won't be angry; just tell me!!

I have lost precisely nothing....and have gained precisely......nothing....which means........yes, still 15 stone 10.6 pounds (officially 11 pounds then). A little surprised if I am honest, but there have been a few naughties this week which although not excessive are a clear indication of - as the amount to lose is steadily reducing - how much harder it is getting to shed the load.

Was a bit stymied on Friday night as - at an open-air concert (Kate Rusby....fab-u-lous!) - my Sister Clare (not a nun - faaaaaar from it! - my sister called Clare) put together a picnic which was 50 shades of unhealthy (see what I did there?!). I could have turned down the bad stuff, but a combination of not wanting to be rude, not wanting to limit my dinner to a couple of sandwiches, and not by any means least thinking 'stuff it, I'll stuff myself' meant mini pork pies, pesto pasta and chocolate fudge dessert went places which haven't seen such delights for quite some time. That was the killer blow; but during the rest of the week I did on occasion slip into the 'blob of margarine on everything' syndrome as I recall. Don't know why I do it, as it just makes everything taste of melted margarine!

Prepare yourself now people; I am about to come out with the classic cliche. It may be the first - and hopefully last - one I will ever use, but in this case it might actually hold some validity. Are you ready?!!!.....here it comes.........

Muscle weighs more than fat......

There, I said it; the classic excuse for 'I exercise a lot, so why am I not losing weight'. That said, I do look in the mirror from time to time and although hardly Mo Farah, I can see my body shape is changing, and I am toning up. Much less wobbly these days (don't worry, as my wobble quotient (wq) used to be extraordinarily high, 'much less wobbly' still makes me a bit wobbly! Do you get the impression I like the word wobbly?!). It may be clutching at straws of justification, but as the fat goes down and the muscle goes up, maybe the weight loss is not going to be as pronounced as I would expect - or like - it to be without keeping tight control of the diet.

Either that or somebody really IS injecting me with 'essence of lard' in the wee small hours......be warned, CCTV is now in operation in the bedroom area (that sounds so much more pervy than intended).

Not a good start as succumbed to a Chinese after weigh-in; got my work cut out now to salvage the week!

(P.S. Sorry I've not been posting enough over the last few days. Very little in the way of excuses, but I make a promise to be blogging the crap out of this thing 3-4 times a week from here on in. It's kind of like going out for the evening; you feel like you're not in the mood, but once you get started, YOU LURRRRVE IT!!)