Weighed myself this morning for the first time in a while. Sigh.
Oh well, I suppose at least it isn't going up any further. But riding/running up hills is noticeably harder than it was this time last year, and clothing is a little snugger round the waist and thighs.
The good news is that life/work are back on a more even keel now and I'm getting back into the swing of fitting a decent ride into my commute, so I'm hoping I'll soon start to see a downward trend again. It helps that my new colleagues are all cyclists and myfitnesspal obsessives, and they often go out for lunchtime rides (at PDQ pace), so getting involved with that should help.