I finally hit it — the plateau.

A little more than two weeks ago, I hit 191.6, and I couldn't budge from that number. Thanksgiving didn't help matters either, spiking the reading on the scale to around 194. Last week, I thought I nudged the plateau lower by staying at 189.6, but this past weekend, 191.6 reared its head again.

I've added weightlifting on the weekends, and I changed the program I'm using on the treadmill. I'm supposed to be trying out a zig-zagged calorie intake, but I think that's failing for the simple fact I'm not keeping great track of which days I'm taking in more calories than others. In essence, I'm probably eating more.

Now comes the part that requires something of which I don't have much: patience.