Severely Depressed

Today's weigh-in: 222.8...which is the same as yesterday (and pretty much the previous three weigh-ins, too).

I've asked a couple of friends who do the low carb diet for some help, because I'm terribly disheartened right now. I've been doing this low carb diet since last week, and it's not going well for me at all. The first five days were great, but my weight loss has suddenly stopped and I can't understand why. I'm not eating anything different than I was last week, but my last five weigh-ins have been 222.4, 223.2, 222.6, 222.8, and 222.8. Yesterday, I had two cups of coffee (not low carb but only 19 grams of total carbs between the two cups), a celery stalk with natural peanut butter (11 grams), a salad of iceberg lettuce, spinach, and kale with diced chicken, cheddar cheese, and dressing, pork tenderloin with green beans with butter, and a couple of fat bombs because I was worried there wasn't enough fat. All I drank other than the coffee was water and diet Coke. I'm crushed that I didn't lose any weight yesterday, because I calculated my total carbs, not even net, and it was less than 40. The only thing I have done differently this week than last week is that Sunday I started doing a little mini circuit of pushups, planking, dips, squats, and lunges, but I'm only doing the circuit twice and I'm not doing many of each exercise yet. I really am depressed about the last few days, especially since I'm not enjoying this diet. I'm already tired of rich, creamy, meaty stuff. I need some suggestions for something to kickstart the weight loss again, because if I can't get this back on track pretty quickly, I'm going to give up. This sucks.

Where did I go wrong?

Today's weigh-in: 223.2
Weight gained: .8lbs

I am just in the grip of a crushing depression this morning, with no real reason why.  I'm exhausted, all my muscles are sore, and my joints ache.  My husband thinks this might be the "keto flu", the body's way of purging toxins as it adapts to the new diet.  Whatever it is, I feel rotten.  I'm planning on starting one of those 30-day exercise challenges that I always find on Pinterest, but it remains to be seen if I'm feeling good enough to start it.  Not that the first day requires much effort, but still.  I just feel sad and defeated today.  Maybe my muscles are sore from walking around the zoo yesterday at the Halloween party they have, but I shouldn't be that out of shape.  I don't know.

It doesn't help my mood that I inexplicably gained some weight yesterday.  I didn't eat Halloween candy by the ton like I usually do; in fact, I hardly ate anything bad at all.  My "cheat" day consisted of two McDonald's french fries, two peanut butter M&Ms, a goldfish cracker, and a cheeseburger from Wendy's with the bun removed.  I'm sure that added to my carb count, but I find it hard to believe that it was enough to push me out of my weight loss zone. 

So, I'm at a loss.  Or rather, a gain, I guess.  I'm already tired of eggs, and meat, and cheese.  I desperately want to eat a big old bowl of cereal, or a couple pieces of toast.  It's funny; as much as I want to eat a whole bowl of mashed potatoes, I think the first thing I would choose to binge on is french toast.  Maybe that's just because it's time for breakfast, and all I can think of is not eating the eggs and sausage that are currently coming my way.  Again.