The diet was sabotaged again today.
Called to the control room expecting to grab the master keys and unlock some doors for someone, turns out one of the lads had brought in a load of chicken pakora, katlama and chicken curry. My refusal didn't last long enough for me leave before I demolished a large helping of everything. Came home and there was a plate of chilli waiting for me, absolutely stuffed.
I think I've hit the stage where the easy weight has gone and my love of food is winning over my motivation to get rid of this last stone or two.