Diet Beat

2000 calories doesn't leave much wiggle room. And even that is more than I had meant to eat. I'm shooting for 1600 these days. In September I sprained my foot and stopped being active for awhile. At around the same time, I ate a vile pizza that wouldn't go away. So I was sick for some time. The doctor gave me some Citrucel and that did what the castor oil hadn't done, so the pizza finally went away. Meanwhile, the foot had healed very quickly. God be praised. I was well but I had gained back four pounds. Now I'm back to counting calories and watching carbs.

Russ doesn't like to hear me count calories but it's so essential. The minute you stop counting and focus on something else you start eating like a pig. I mean, I do.