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Todays weight : 14st 12lb
Gain : 1.5lbs
Total loss : a really pathetic 4lbs







So we have good news & bad - the good is that I haven't eaten a single creme egg, and yes there were 2 in the office when I went back on Tuesday, they have now all gone - not by me :-). The bad is, urgh, cough cough, I've gained weight! Now hold on, I've not told you my excuses yet, and I have a few, all lame. And my mum has already told me off and that was before I even stood on the scales!

So let's be honest here, it was Easter and that is a double problem, firstly Easter eggs and secondly four straight days off work. So I had 2 Easter eggs - one from my in laws and the other from my hubby (aka me!). And don't you just love the cracked chocolate shell straight out the fridge? Now I think a few of you have cottoned on to the fact I love chocolate, however, I'm not a lover of just ordinary, nothing else happening, chocolate. I would never choose just a plain bar of chocolate, but there is something so good about the egg of an Easter egg. Every time I go in the kitchen (which is a lot) I crack some off. Heaven. It's up there with peanut M&Ms and smarties! Talking of which...

I was feeling very low yesterday so I had smarties for breakfast. They are like multi-coloured prozac! And contain all the food groups - yellow/orange = fruit, green = veg, red = protein, brown = carbs, blue = ??? WTF! Blue food is wrong! Although thinking about it that's probably the prozac.

So, it was lovely having a long weekend, but I didn't really do anything! And here lies the problem. Just lounging around, reading the paper, catching up on TV (did you see Broadchurch?!) and plenty of time to go to the fridge for egg shell.

Back to work Tuesday I thought this is it, I can redeem myself after my weekend indulgence. But it all went wrong. So, lets see, a colleague bought me a huge strawberry pancake (like a strawberry tart but on a pancake!) and it would have been so rude not to. Straight after work Tues & Wed I was doing training. My colleague (different to pancake man) & I had supper on expenses - thank you Boss. So we bothered Mr Wetherspoon again. (Do you know they now serve glasses of Buck's Fizz? Oh yes!) We shared a platter one evening - 2650 calories!!! Unbelievable. On one plate! Good job we shared. 

So there is goes. My week, my failings, my sadness, my disappointment...are you feeling sorry for me yet? Gosh, you're a tough lot. Yes, I promise to do better next week. Countdown is on to bikini season ;-)

One downfall is the opportunity for a comeback!