The title pretty much sums it up. Just feeling blah about my journey. Up to now I have been doing amazing, better than I ever thought possible. I had no loss last week and I got on the scale this weekend (I know I shouldn't, but I did) and it was the same as last week. Maybe it will be better tomorrow, but I'm not planning on it.
My eating isn't bad, staying around the 1200 calories my nutritionist recommended, taking the dogs for at least a 30 minute walk 5/6 days out of the week. Just no movement on the scale. I think I have entered my version of Bandster Hell, and I DON'T like it!!! I find my thoughts going to why not eat whatever I want if even when I do eat ok I don't lose, might as well enjoy right?