Well last night my mum dropped off some of her ridiculously delicious looking cake at my house for the fiancé, only a little bit for him as I'd said he wanted some and I felt bad that he thought he couldn't have any as I was on such a strict diet.
The naughty cake monster got into my brain and said "go on, try a bit, it won't matter, your weigh in isn't for another 3 weeks, you can pull back whatever you gain by then"
I don't bl**dy think so! That was a scary thought and I would have given in if it wasn't for the fact I said to myself "no you are going to weigh in tomorrow so you definitely can't pull those lbs back!"
So I haven't stuck to my plan of only weighing in once every 4 weeks, BUT I did manage to go a week off the scales and will do so from now on, the fiancé has put them back in his car till next Monday
And I lost 5lbs this week! Making it 1 stone in three weeks yay!
Happy dance, happy dance, happy dance!