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Since half-term in February, I've sort of been on track. We are currently on week 3 of the term. I did put on a teensy weensy bit of weight after all my cake-munching, but I then worked my a** off the next week to lose it plus a tiny bit more. But then I went away with my bestie. We had a long awaited, and much needed, spa night. Lunch was a buffet; we went with salad, but with a few extra bits. Plus two puddings. Two SMALL puddings mind you. Dinner that night was three courses, yes another pudding, plus a bottle of prosecco each. We aren't called the Prosecco Pigs for nothing. 

Upon my return, I have tried to keep to plan. I didn't go all SP, mostly due to being too tired to organise myself. I've had another issue with my throat and without wanting to go into detail, I've come off some tablets, which mean that some foods may trigger unpleasant results, so I've been aware of that too. It didn't stop me from scoffing a chicken sandwich when I came home from work yesterday as I was tired and hungry, but it did stop me from eating dinner later, as I didn't want to feel sick again. 

This evening, I've come home from work tired again and very hungry. I've stuck dinner on (bolognese cooking in the wok as I type) for later, and could've easily tucked into another chicken sarnie. BUT, and this is key, I decided to make a cup of tea and do some blogging instead. Tonight I have to take the boy to football training, so I'll be eating at around 7.30, in three hours time. Hopefully I'll last. Sometimes I just need to get through a certain point, and this is probably when I get home from school. 

Tomorrow I will be fasting until after my weigh in, but that's ok. I can cope with that, as I've not broken my fast, as such, from the night before. It's easy not to eat if you don't start eating! At weigh-in, I'll be happy with a "stay the same". It's still 9 and a half pounds down. I've got 5 weeks left in my countdown (I think) and I'd like to get to a stone then (so that's 4 and a half to go). As I've stated before, this has to work for me. At the moment, it is. 

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