But it is the closest weigh-in so it seems worthy of some sort of celebration. Round here every celebration involves something which looks like this...
I should have taken a photo but I was overcome by greed and ate it very quickly.
But today isn't all about celebrating, or even hardly at all about celebrating.
I was hoping I would be down at my target by now, but this last stone and a half are being a bit of a slog. But I keep on going, keep on feeling a bit worried about my health (e.g. today I said to a work colleague, "I think I may be developing ascites." "Why?" "My trousers feel suddenly tight this afternoon - my abdomen must be getting bigger." "Or you've tied the drawstring too tight?" "Okay, maybe that."), keep on yearning for that massive cheese sandwich (that is not what I had today).
And I will get there in the end.
Pretty happy with this! Only 1 pound away from 5 stone weight loss.
And this is my graph of weight loss over the last 6 months...