The last sausage

I think it's fair to say that 18 months ago, this would have been inconceivable. A very pleasant evening in the yarden, a barbecue dinner courtesy of the Minx, and, at the end of play, once sausage left. One sausage that remained uneaten. 

It's been great losing weight and getting fitter, being able to fit into and look good in my clothes but if there is one unexpected divided that I am really pleased about, it's the ability to leave something on my plate. (Obvs, I will eat it tomorrow.)

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-12.2 kgs
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Reading: David McCourt's 'Total Rethink'