Eleven weeks parked at 184, give or take the same 1.2 pounds sloshing back and forth. I've done the boring stuff the whole time: protein at breakfast, a 40-minute walk after dinner, the water bottle on my desk that I actually finish, lights out before 11 on most nights. Scale says nothing. Photos look identical.
My waist tape moved a quarter inch, which I'm choosing to count because something has to count.
I'm not quitting, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't glaring at the bathroom floor like it owes me money. What keeps me steady is the unglamorous stuff — stairs don't make my knees complain anymore, I stopped keeping crackers in the car, and I can eat half a restaurant portion and feel genuinely done.
For anyone who's been parked this long: did yours ever break on its own, or did you have to change something on purpose? I keep flip-flopping between holding steady and poking at the whole routine.