Two years past goal, and maintenance is mostly just boring

Monday at 11:26 PM

I hit my goal in early 2023 and I've been hovering in the same four-pound window ever since. The part nobody warned me about is that the interesting part ends. No more big drops, no dramatic reveals. Just a Tuesday where the number is 168, a Friday where it's 170, and neither one meaning much.

What kept me sane was choosing a range instead of a number. Mine is 166 to 171. Inside that, I change nothing. If I sit at the top for more than a week or two, I go back to weighing food for a while and add a walk after dinner. That's the entire system. It isn't exciting.

I still keep a protein shake in the car because I forget to eat on busy days, and I still check in with my prescriber a couple of times a year. Boring, but boring is the whole point at this stage.

For the folks a few years out: does a range work for you, or do you need a hard line you don't cross?

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Today at 9:17 AM

I’m the spreadsheet person, so I get it. My own trendline for the last 18 months has a slope of +0.02 lb/week—statistically nothing. What made maintenance less boring was switching to a quarterly dashboard: 7-day rolling weight, waist at navel, resting HR, and two lift numbers. The scale still bounces in a 4–5 lb band, but the other lines tell me if it’s noise or drift. What’s your actual trigger to tighten up? I only react if my 10-day average sits above my ceiling for 5 straight days, not because a single Friday says 170. Keeps me from overreacting to tacos.

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Today at 2:40 PM

Boring is weirdly the goal, huh? I run a cafe, so my maintenance enemy is the constant tasting—spoon of soup here, broken cookie there. What helped was giving those bites a container: I do real tastings before service on a tiny plate, then nothing after. The rest of the day I treat the kitchen like it isn’t mine. I also track a weekly average instead of daily, because 168 vs 170 was making me nuts. Curious: what did you replace the “goal chase” with? That’s the part I still need—something to be mildly obsessed with that isn’t the scale.