This morning, for the first time, the scales settled on 12s 13.5lb, whilst I doubt that I could claim that I have smashed the 13s barrier it is something that I have been, admittedly not devotedly, aiming for the last couple of weeks.

I am beginning to feel happier that I am taking control of what I am eating, I am no longer craving foods, I am taking what I want when I want it with more of a questioning mind. I have been mildly drinking every night and eating a bowl of nuts and or raisins (together with the odd chocolate bar shared with the missus etc) but I am in control.

I had to weigh in early this week due to work commitments and it did it earlier than normal and after a late lunch. Consequently I put on 1.5lb and am officially 13s 4lb, however this is an anomaly.

Rugby training is great, Tuesday and Thursday night. After my 2 miles in the morning and 2 miles in the evening with the dog I am one of the fittest forwards there. Last night we did intensive fitness, it was easy, some of my team mates were literally vomiting 30 minutes in and a load of them dropped out. Therefore they want to move be to the back row. Seeing a lot of the other guys there unfit with plenty of weight on them is interesting, its like looking at myself in the past. Squash tonight, then maybe a trip down the boozer!

Needless to say they are all asking about the loss. I am getting pretty fed up talking about it to be honest. One other piece of news was that my wife was nine days late (this has not happened before), we are trying for a baby, unfortunately it turned out to be a false alarm but I remind her that it is a positive sign.

Therefore week 6 of RTM has been the most successful so far apart from the official weight gain! I am now on the final week before trigger foods. 5 weeks to go before emancipation!