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  • 4 months of funemployment and no exercise have turned into tumemployment, and a good 6kg has found it's way in between my gut & my belt line.

    I've never dieted before, relying on burning calories, rather than restricting calories.

    It turns out that I really like my sugary fat filled foods, and they take up a big wedge of my daily(ish) calorie target.

    So I'm doing 16:8 and aiming to get near the right macros (anything is better than 45% carbs, 45% fat, 10% protein, I reckon, particularly if a big proportion of those carbs are sugar).

    It's good that there is nobody around in the mornings, because I am ratty as fuck, drinking fucking americanos with stevia, clock watching until midday when I can eat, all the time looking at those hot cross buns I bought last week, thinking that they're just going to go to waste.

    What have i become.

  • There are two post-it notes on my fridge. The first says:

    Eat food, not too much, mostly vegetables.

    The second says:

    You can't outrun your fork.

    They have served me well on my weight loss journey.

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