I'm officially declaring this a plateau. It's been a week and a half with no movement. So I'm going to document what I do to break it....'cause I have to do something.
Whether coincidence, body science or to be expected, I don't care, I don't like this. I added exercise back into the mix and my body is neither gaining nor losing. I keep gaining and losing the same 1/2 pound.
Week 1: I am increasing my calories from 1200 to 1500. I started yesterday. It takes bravery to do that, I must say.
Today: 3 mile walk, 5-6 if I can get DH to go again later.
And on the psychology side of plateaus, I think I've figured out at least part of why I quit before. When losing, every morning is exciting, pretty much like Christmas. There is an immediate joy at seeing a lower number on the scale. We're robbed of that joy during a plateau and the disappointment becomes more prevalent on the mind than things like remembering how far we've come. So I'm trying to remind myself at every turn of how thrilled I am to be where I am right now. Just this morning I remembered I do not get out of breath tieing my shoes.
ETA: I've lost 2 lbs since January 1.