Sort of a holding pattern...

A wee bit down, then a wee bit up, now a wee bit down again... which means I'm pretty much where I was at the start of last week, give or take a pound. I'm OK with that as my darling lovely hubby and I went away for a couple of days break and we did indulge rather more than usual (and a very nice treat it was too).

Our biggest indulgence was a fabulous fishy feast at a rather nice restaurant (Loch Fyne) on Good Friday. I had a wonderful bowl of fish soup to start (rich and roux-based soup though, so between that and the slice of garlic bread which accompanied it, not as diet-friendly as it could have been). Then a starter portion of crispy whitebait and a lovely leafy mixed salad for my main course (and no, they didn't mind a bit), ignoring that pot of lemon mayo that came with it. So far, so good.

And then... er, oh dear - ooops! Then came a decidedly decadent dessert - a square of warm chocolate brownie. At least it wasn't too huge (grin), and I didn't eat the rather odd-looking 'chocolate' sauce drizzled around the plate. I also managed to say a slightly regretful 'no' to the suggestion of ice cream on the side.

Back on the straight and narrow again now though, and we did walk a LOT over the weekend, even though it rained... a lot. Poor old feet knew it too - ooooh, those dogs barked!

I must say, it was very nice to see a momentary glimpse of 61kg on the scales for a time, just before we went away last week. It was less good to see the needle back up to 62.5kg on Sunday when we got home, but it was a temporary blip and it was back to sitting at 61.5kg yesterday morning. So, I can't moan too loudly now, can I.

The plan is to eat sensibly and healthily for the rest of the week (more veggies please!), and to walk whenever I get chance. To go to the gym for a darned good session tonight and see where we get to by the weekend. Maybe by Monday I might see that 61kg back again?