Home again, home again, jiggety jig.

And somehow I managed not to completely pig out. Why,I wonder, when we set off on a road trip do we feel that theonly way to do it is by filling the car with food. Not good food, just 'stuff' the fattier, greasier, chocolatier the better, chips and chocolate and pop and sweets and more chips and........but I didn't, I was a martyr, suffering in almost silence. I did find ( in the health shop, how dull) some ginger bears, quite nice, not face stuffable but OK.
Also, being away seems to necessitate eating take aways, pizza, fish and chips, curry, chinese. But we didn't. I didn't . They, traitors, had pizza the first night, faced with a sad and shrivelled baked potato and beans, I went shopping the very next morning and stocked the cupboards with good food. I was a bit grumpy about not eating the yummy stuff that holidays are made of but quietly a tad proud too. I felt Iwas away for a very long time andwanted to get back and see that I had lost a ton of weight. Not getting weighed until next week, so I shan't know, but I suspect it is just a regular and expected amount of weight rather than a marvellous and miraculous one.

Today then, we are back on track and I shall be recording again.

Slimfast for breakfast.
Weight watchers chicken and noodle soup and a marmite and cucumber sandwich for lunch.
dinner was a beautiful rump steak, green beans and a beetroot and rice salad with balsamic and honey dressing, delicious.