I crossed my goal line about six weeks ago after 19 months. The weird part is that the finish line looked like an ordinary morning: a 25-minute walk, yogurt, a work call. I was down 61 pounds, from 233 to 172, and I expected fireworks. Instead I felt relief, then flat. What’s helping is keeping the same boring scaffolding—protein at breakfast, a walk most days, one treat I sit down for. I’m not chasing a new number. For folks in maintenance, how long did it take before a random up day stopped feeling like a problem?
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