I feel your pain!
My scale hasn't moved in ages. The skinny ones can tell us all about how it's OK, because after all, we are replacing fat with muscle. Humph! My feet don't care if they are supporting fat, muscle or a backpack filled with gold. Weight is weight is weight, and the feet complain. Bah!
For all that, I'm riding, my speeds, distances and hill climbing are improving, I feel better, I breathe more easily, the blood pressure and heart rate are down, all that good stuff. (Did I mention that the scale hasn't moved?)
Don't let yourself think that just because you're heavy you can't ride distances. I weigh twice what I should and can still take off and ride 50+ miles just for grins whenever I feel like it. I've done so twice this year, and when things cool off some, likely will do so again.
Maybe I should just buy a scale that does what I want.
Give big space to the festive dog that make sport in the roadway. Avoid entanglement with your wheel spoke.
(Sign in Japan)
1978 Raleigh Gran Prix
2003 EZ Sport AX