The scales ... they say "Oh, go on then".

Well, the weekly encounter with the scales is done, the verdict's in, and in a moment of kindness, the scales gave me a Get Out Of Jail Free card and a 2lb loss. Not quite the spectacular 4lbs I wanted, to be completely rid of my holiday gain, but with 4 (unwise) meals out this week I think I've been lucky.

I'm going to try and avoid anymore eating out "adventures" this week, as they are a liability for me, and I'll stick to drinking instead for my socialising, as I've got that one in the bag. I've got plans for spin, body combat and a run this week, and with nothing planned at the moment for this weekend, I'll try and slot in another walk / bike ride. I know I've got a girl's night on Wednesday, so I'll try and avoid eating anything snacky there, as it's a slippery slope once started. B will probably be over for a catch-up tomorrow night, but that's fine as she eats healthily with me.

As per usual, I start the week with the freshest of good intentions - slate-clean, fresh start and all those cliches. As usual we'll see how it goes, but I like the fact that I can start every week optimistic, regardless of how the previous week went - if I just keep doing this and starting every week with my best efforts, no matter if week's sometimes go wrong, I'll get there.