Whine, you know, is super low carb. Sadly, also low protein.
This isn't really a serious whine - just a touch of frustration. Part of it is with my weight loss pattern, and part of it is with my crazy brain.
So - like many of the other ladies here, my weight loss follows a specific pattern in tune with my monthly visitor. I tend to lose almost all my weight each month just before and just during my period. Even on months when my period doesn't show (I'm just starting to get it back) -- the symptoms do, and the pattern holds. So I lose a big bump of weight in about a week, a week and a half....
And then, for the rest of the month, zip. Zero. NADA!
You would think, since I'm fully aware of how this works, I'd be fine with it. Maybe even fine enough to stop weighing during the weeks that I know I won't be losing much if anything. But I'm not that gal - I weigh every day, and every day when I see the same weight (or a pound up, then a pound back down, then a pound up and then down again) I have this little internal "ugh!" of frustration.
It doesn't help that my cycle is kind of uneven. So my weight loss may "bunch up" in one month if I have a weight loss phase both at the beginning and the end, or it may lead to a month where I lose very little because my cycle hits just outside of my monthly measurement window.
The problem is - my brain. There's what I know with my sane, rational brain - that this is all about my cycle, that it's mostly water retention followed by flushing, yadda yadda yadda. And then there's what my crazybrain whispers at me: "The honeymooon period is over." "This is as close to goal as you're ever going to get." "Well, your doctor SAID you might not make it down to 200." Etc, etc, etc.
Right now I'm in my monthly stall phase, and though my body is telling me it's probably about to start losing again, my crazybrain is still whispering mean things at me when I least expect it.
It doesn't make me do anything differently... but it does sometimes make me a bit sad, when sadness is totally uncalled for. In fact, this is one of the happiest times of my life - I'm healthier, stronger, more fit, more able than I have been in over a decade. I just sometimes need to call myself out on it, so I can see in print how silly I am...