But ha! I have the last laugh. For today I weighed myself and, in spite of developing a rather serious fish and chip habit whilst working on my future Brixham home I am, six pounds lighter than my start weight. That means I'm sticking to my target of losing a pound a week. Slow but sure. At this rate I'm sure to be skinny by 2020!
As on other occasions when following this type of diet I've now stopped logging my food and exercise intake. What I find is, that once I've done this for a few weeks, recording every last crisp, nut or pace walked isn't necessary as I develop a feel for how much I can eat in relation to daily activity. On days where I'm sloth like, a diet of battered catch of the day or indeed the grilled gurnard in garlic butter that I scoffed down at Simply Fish Saturday lunchtime is a no-no. Whereas if I've been up a ladder painting all day those calories disappear in a puff of smoke. Pooooof!