Just like The Count: One Calorie, Two Calorie, Three Calorie. MUA AH HA!

About a month ago, I instituted some pretty challenging dietary standards for myself. Specifically no dairy in any form, desserts, or candy. It was, and still continues to be an ingenious plan to live a little healthier. Of course, I've had a couple of slips, and I've eaten a few items that aren't exactly fitting the health food category. But in moderation, I've held back on far more deliciousness than I've given into. I was certain, just certain my new changes coupled with almost exclusively Paleo choices would allow me to maintain my happy weight and hey, maybe even drop a pound or two while making gains in my fitness endeavors. I mean, boom! Check out those rippling muscles, right?

On going Paleo...and my love of the creamer

Blergh.
That's actually how I feel about saying, "I'm going Paleo." In fact, I see the ethical and wellness merits of many dietary lifestyles (Vegan, Vegetarian, Zone), but proclaiming a hard fact about myself is not my bag, baby.  So I should be bendy about this and say, I'm about as close to Paleo as it's going to ever get. The Paleo Diet is the one I find most appropriate for my personal health and wellness based up on GI issues I've had with most grains/wheat, and my new found horror of what I can only assume is Lactose Intolerance. Yeah, you know how I found that out. Suicide by dairy intake. It was delicious, and also I'd like to take this moment to formally apologize to my in-laws for the aftermath. Anyhow, I'm not going to inundate you with Paleo sites, you're a big boy or girl. Go googley it.