Sunday, clocks gone back as I get up to try and watch rugby on ITV Hub. No joy, the match is not there. I weigh myself and find instant depression in 99.3 kilos. Coffee and put the clocks back, fill the soap dispenser in the bathroom and then back to bed. Get up again and sort out the hub and watch the English women beat Australia after croissants and more coffee. My partner goes to the gym, I clear the kitchen, clean the shower head and then watch more rugby, followed by American football, followed by more rugby. Apart from sending some pallet information to a friend, feeding the hedgehog and put my washing away I’ve done bugger all today. Actually, not quite true as I have started a new diet and training journal. The highlight of my evening was the Tesco delivery and a delicious beef crockpot.

This has been a day to retrieve my balance, to be mindless for a day and calm down. Tomorrow starts my now familiar re-boot of diet and exercise. I shall start out yet again as regardless of what happens at my oncology review on Tuesday I need to exercise and lose weight. Time to grind again.