After five months of low-carb living, it's pretty obvious I've reached a plateau; in the last month, I've managed to lose an additional three pounds, putting me at 233.6 as of Friday. Some of the problem is just the fact that the diet is rather hard to stick to: there are places around here that we love to eat at, but simply can't go to when I'm on a low-carb regimen, because I couldn't get enough nourishment there to feed a fly. Plus, five months of gyros and steak sound good at first, but you start wishing for a bit more variety. So, I'm putting myself in Erica's hands now, and going with a drastically-reduced caloric intake instead. Day one was Saturday, and as of today (Wednesday) I'm at 232.4 lbs, which debunks the old "you'll gain back 10 lbs in water weight after Atkins" myth thoroughly, in my mind. Yesterday's intake was about 1000-1200 calories, which is low for my body size, but seemed to be plenty to remain comfortable; once I get past the binge-eating urge, I should be fine.