Down 22 kg and then eleven weeks of absolutely nothing moving at all on the scale

Hey, I feel this. I waitress at a diner and the smell of cinnamon rolls is basically a personality trait.

When my scale stalled, I started logging one “danger” item at work — like one muffin — honestly, not to shame myself, just to see. Turns out my little bites were almost a whole extra breakfast by Friday.

Our tiny pharmacy has a free scale by the counter, and I check there monthly because my home floor is uneven. Insurance is a whole other headache, so I’m just doing old-school notebook tracking.

Have your shifts changed lately — more morning tastings, less walking because you’re short-staffed? That might be a clue.

Scale stalls after big loss are usually a math/disappearance problem, not a mystery. I hit a 10-week plateau too; turns out I was “not counting” the bites I ate while cooking/plating. At a breakfast place that’s death by a thousand muffin crumbs.

Two things helped: (1) log a normal shift day honestly, including 3 bites here/2 there, (2) track waist + progress pics + main lifts, not just scale. My scale froze but my waist dropped 3 cm and squat went up, so it was recomp/water noise.

Sharp question: have your measurements or gym numbers changed at all in those 11 weeks, or is literally everything flat?

Breakfast counter is brutal for stealth calories. When I stalled, I started logging every “tiny” taste during shift — broken muffin top, swipe of frosting, a few bites of pastry — and it added up to 300–500 cal/day. Do you track those, or only actual meals?

If not, try one normal shift with a food scale or measuring spoons for

I worked a bakery counter through a stall.

The culprit was occupational grazing: a bite of muffin, broken scone edge, frosting swipe. I weighed it once out of curiosity — a “bite” averaged 45–60 kcal.

Eight to ten per shift is 400–600 kcal, and it never hit my log. Do you track work tastes, or only meals?

If not, do a 3-day weighed log including every crumb and finger-lick. That’s the first place I’d look before changing anything else.

Empty-nester here too. During my 10-week plateau, the sneaky thing was my “little tastes” at work: half a muffin top, a bite of scone, scraping the bowl.

I started putting any bite on a saucer and sitting down for it—sounds fussy, but it made the bites real instead of invisible. Also my walks had gotten flatter and friendlier.

I added one hill loop and a podcast rule: only while walking

Eleven weeks is long enough to be annoying but not long enough to mean you’ve failed. After my big loss, I stalled around the same point and what moved next was my waist, not the scale — down a few centimetres while the number sat flat.

I started noting one non-scale thing a week: how a specific pair of jeans fit, stairs without puffing, afternoon energy. It kept me from white-knuckling the morning weigh-in.

What non-scale change have you noticed since the stall started? Sometimes that’s the real story while the scale catches up.

Have you looked at your weekly averages across those eleven weeks, rather than the daily number? A real plateau usually shows flat seven-day averages, but sometimes the scale hides a slow downward drift.

I worked near a bakery for a while and started logging every “just one bite” taste test at the counter. It was surprisingly consistent, and trimming only that—not my whole day—helped.

What does your weekly average trend look like over the last six weeks?

Have you tried measuring waist and hips instead of just the scale? I stalled about 12 weeks after a big loss, and the scale sat flat while I dropped two belt notches.

What finally nudged things was eating a real lunch at work instead of waiting till I got home — I’d get so ravenous by 4 p.m. that supper turned into second supper.

Our little pharmacy has one of those old dial scales, and honestly a tape measure and the same pair of jeans told me way more. Are you eating enough earlier in your shift, or is it mostly coffee until you’re off?

Not the counter this time — mine was home-kitchen creep. I’d log the pastries I didn’t eat, then eyeball my “normal” dinner.

When I finally weighed my usual oatmeal, nut butter, and the oil I cooked with, my “small” breakfast was nearly double what I’d logged for months. The scale didn’t move until I went back to measuring cups/scale for two weeks.

Also, my new evening walks made me hungrier, and I was topping up with “just a few” crackers while cooking. Have you checked your off-shift meals and cooking oil lately?

Sometimes the stall is hiding in the meals that feel too boring to log.