I'm laughing on the inside

My scales must have a sense of humour. One week they register a loss, the next week they go on strike. This is one of the latter.

No loss again.
Perhaps muscle gain? We did climb the stairs up the cliff face, leading from the beach to our street, a few times, quite a challenge, for which our legs are grateful.

Still, I'm looking forwards, desperate to be under the hundy.