Oops. Put on 4.5lb this week. I know why - I had curry and all kinds of other bad things. What I don't really know why, is if I want to continue trying to lose weight. It's clear that I'm not dedicated enough to the plan, otherwise I'd feel bad about re-gaining nearly an entire stone. I think what I need is a goal. A proper goal. Not a weight target, cos thats just a number. A real actual reason for wanting to weigh X stone.
Originally I had this daft idea that being slim and slender would improve my chances of finding Miss Right. But then I realised that is silly. Being slim won't make single women appear out of the ether - it'll just make them less likely to run away in terror. So ultimately it's pointless worrying about that. If I'm going to worry about such things, I should be concentrating on meeting more women rather than altering myself.
But that leaves me without a reason still. If it wasn't for the fact that the idea of giving up just screams "WRONG" at me when I think it, I'd probably just not bother going. Maybe cycling to work will improve matters - I shall have to wait and see.