FLAT. F-L-A-T kind of flat.
No weight loss. Zip. Zilch. Nuttin'. Nada.
I *know* (intellectually) that I have to expect plateaus (I have been losing at a rate exceeding 2 pounds per week). That knowledge does not make this feel any better, though.
Blah.
Am *struggling* to stay the course.
Onward.