That's my daily dietary allowance. I'm one of those people that never had to diet, blessed with a metabolism that kept me a trim six foot and 185 pounds. Then over the last few years I started gaining three pounds a year. Living in Austin didn't help, since cooking for one tends to mean bigger portions and fattier what the heck recipes.
And so I've found myself with an unflattering spare tire, coming into the holiday season. And so it's time to eat less and exercise more.
But dang, it's not much fun. I haven't looked at the scale this week, figuring that it will take a while to really kick in. Probably won't look for another week. Then we'll see.
But yeah - the body isn't used to this, and they keep the break room at work stocked with cookies and candy and pretty much everything that I shouldn't touch. So far, will power has been working. Musn't grumble, I guess.
Dang, I want a pizza ...