For most of my life I never bothered to track what I ate. I never gave it much thought to be honest, figuring that keeping a “general idea” of what I was eating would be enough.
Then there came a point where I was clearly starting to put on pounds around my middle, and I couldn’t figure out why. I wasn’t particularly indulging myself, and I wasn’t doing anything (I thought) especially different, so I started keeping track and still couldn’t figure it out.
Until I remembered to include the several tablespoons of peanut butter and jelly I was consuming per day because my son was going through a PB&J phase, and I always had leftover and didn’t want it to go to waste.
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